walking through the bleak german tuesday wind

bending my collar

and pelting a desperate rain

across my shoulders

i watch it swirl the fallen leaf

across the street

and breathe coldly through the

stark empty branches

i dig my fists into my coat pockets

and watch my legs appear and disappear

along the sidewalk

under my coat

it is getting cold in germany

i feel the rain soaking through

into my shirt

to be alone in the rain

with the wind roaring around your ears

is beautiful loneliness

just you and the wind and the rain

moving together down the wet grey street.

 

johnnys real american cafe

frankfurt germany feb l965

copyright 1994

 

 

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