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bicycle ride on the sidewalk
a man brushes his teeth
furiously
over the corner trash can
( so I've heard)
a car winds sinuously backwards down a one-way street
drops of rain
trickle down the panes and
pool darkly on my shoetops

lowering grey skies yield little clue
as to the coming blue
a splash of bright graffito at the top
of vertical brick
how did they get there
the modern spidermen
in their delicate midnight dance
of evasion and challenge

the Broad Way name
once in lights and future same
I walk down the other so prosaic
these lights are tired Christmas lights
twitching feebly in their long decline
reflections dancing dimly in the puddles
lapping at their feet and
suddenly splashed on the casual passerby
who no longer cares
about the bicycle
ride on the sidewalk