Out and About

Water flows through the cracks.
Like rats in a maze…
Soft light pours into the streets
Cleansing the road
In the last breath of the day

The cold drizzle
Relives the neck
She’s laughing because…
She has my umbrella
In the first breath of the night

Pipe smoke and salt hit the nostrils
As we come in out of the rain
Smiles and laughs…
Soup, coffee, and a cigarette
To scare away the chills,
As the night continues breathing,

Hit the streets again
Still raining…
So she shares the umbrella
Starting home
For warmth and sleep
In The last breath of the night