morning rain in New York City

  just a mist, but makes one wet

  people hustle down the sidewalk

  water won’t hurt you, but still they fret

  woman, high heels, designer dress

  drags along poodle in designer coat

  strolls down avenue with bright blue umbrella

  looking elegant and remote

  homeless man without an umbrella

  lays in alley in a box

  sees them, shivers

  pulls his coat tighter

  thinks about her as he coughs

  taxis pass in black and yellow

  honking, starting, stopping, going

  traffic like a moving carpet

  always moving, always rolling

  a million souls moving, churning

  like a child’s container of ants

  all with dreams, goals and ambitions

  all partners in life’s short dance

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