Small drops accumulate,
make puddles
make music,   Staccato

Clouds roll across plate glass windows
as afternoon pulls the shade down
to Early evening

Uneven crowds huddle under
mismatched black umbrellas
walking briskly to their cars 

Moving in a line of 
dark windshields,
clicking wipers

Restless and impatient under
red traffic lights
blurry, circled with fog

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