raindrops in the still winter eve
a chillsome smattering
a repetitiveness, pattering
of mid-formed precipitation
it's raining slowly
as darkness claims this town
anonymity stalks on stiff legs
down
cat-eyed alleys redolent
with yesterday's decay
dampness seeps from every quarter
unseen, slip through darker shadows
as though you've never been
no-one sees so no-one thinks
of hard-to-answer questions
just nightwalking
a repetition of footfalls
stalking Time on soulless tracks
past nameless places
faceless windows
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