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I hear from wet rooftops rain spatter trickles
neck shivers wet, cold, warm,
warm thin sneakers, fastest always
fastest today again, falling away
to a quiet roof,
not the roof, not the stairs, not a sidewalk
a bleary run from the street to a church seat,
rain for faces, blur sinew cable
there's no such thing as quicksand
it's a swamp hole, it's not mythology,
no one ever died, unabated sucked in,
shoeless, beauty of a solitary dance twice
But we all know what is great in the moment
is not knowing it all,
as you run trippin'
in that warm city rain
something
follows
almost
all the
way
home
neck shivers wet, cold, warm,
warm thin sneakers, fastest always
fastest today again, falling away
to a quiet roof,
not the roof, not the stairs, not a sidewalk
a bleary run from the street to a church seat,
rain for faces, blur sinew cable
there's no such thing as quicksand
it's a swamp hole, it's not mythology,
no one ever died, unabated sucked in,
shoeless, beauty of a solitary dance twice
But we all know what is great in the moment
is not knowing it all,
as you run trippin'
in that warm city rain
something
follows
almost
all the
way
home