by Gene Novogrodsky
With rain hitting screen and window,
I look across puddles and see
A car turn off the water-tire-deep
Street into an alley, red tail lights on,
Red tail lights gone,
Up the alley,
The rain falling, in the dark,
Under the pale yellow streetlight ….
Through the Window
October 20th, 2009 · 1 Comment
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