Slick city streets
raindrops speckle vision
lightning slice the sky
a head split on the pavement
eyes inhale skies illuminated colored purple and blue
like easter eggs
dyed water splashes up on a shirt
dye a spot on a pale neck
sliced drops slide down above the windshield wiper's line
aren't any tears tonight to trickle down a cheek
cloud is hungover
still bleeding out the liquid from a long day
at the park with old friends
he hadn't seen for ages.