Rain hits the asphalt
Wet on wet bubbles up,
them inside tiny cages.

Over flowing gutters
carry, swiftly

Sodden leaves
yellow, brown
and red,

all dead

do not stop
trapped raindrops.

They fall through
the grate,
into the murky down.

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