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The Rainwalkers

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An old man whose black face
shines golden-brown as wet pebbles
under the streetlamp, is walking two mongrel dogs of dis-
proportionate size, in the rain,
in the relaxed early-evening avenue.

The small sleek one wants to stop,
docile to the imploring soul of the trashbasket,
but the young tall curly one
wants to walk on; the glistening sidewalkentices him to arcane happenings.
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COMMENTS
JJ the idiot 21 October 2019
Why can't I just understand what this means.
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val Rogers 15 September 2015
Potent imagery. That counts for slot.
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