Monday, 4 November 2013

A Rain-Coloured Joke

We'll start with the high street.

The rainy electrics. Empty traffics.

Lost thoughts.

Hammer texts
hanging in the balance.

Leaflets.
Flat-bed trucks.

Fills one end of the street like a dinosaur suddenly let loose.
All eyes and size sends up little mists that scintillate with electrical shades.

Driver calls into a balloon
a protective sac.

The man blinks and still finds it in himself to crack a rain-coloured joke.

7 comments:

  1. beautiful. particularly like the phrase "rainy electrics." I've noticed them often but never realized I didn't have a description until now. The sensation of that kind of day comes through here crystal clear.

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  2. Nothing to laugh about here--nothing but intense perception rendered through serious handling of the language. Nice!

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