rain love fell a dream tonight you were not there, but felt close seeing nothing in mist of trouble walking cloud of forgotten shrouds
no one, dank street, cruel houses no dry place no cats about wearing red and yellow slickers long while cats hidden entire
wandering one wet world slick pavement sky so asphalt empty windows gaped calling out deceptively catch the unwary
windows, concrete, no trees mother's voice laughs soundlessly no signposts, no streetlights oddly forlorn, my hometown
unmarked, without direction darker than hell's moonless night this is my town, my place one learns, find a way
feel the way, march in tyme crawl slowly out the pier knowing bay so full tonight
use poet radar you will not fail
Taking a walk in my town is strange, there are literally no streetlights, no sidewalks, and a bay at the end. On the many foggy or moonless nights you could swear you are on the dark side of the moon, not a car or person in sight.