Summer in Rome
By the over flowing Tiber,
to the Turtles Fountain.
Looking at the Trevi,
Is nowhere in sight.
The summer rain falls on the Trevi,
Tossing a coin at Oceanus,
Aiming between the eyes.
Sweating we arrive
To watch Triton sitting,
Under layers of dirt.
I take off my baseball cap,
A new heaven?
Summer rain outside,
Inside Japanese tourists chatting,
In front of a silent Moses.
Drying up in the Parthenon,
I tweet on my cell,
What an amazing technology!
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