The street light turned red
two raindrops rest on someone’s shoulder
two raindrops rest on someone’s shoulder
a stream of cars down the slopes of noon
I and the minutes, parts of clouds
the far-away phone rings November
these business suits still smell of rivers
shadows born from high buildings
all is peace in a busy day.
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Beyond Language 
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