angst cycle (iii) — [ε] (vii)

the calm has gone
but so has the traffic

it’s just the usual
early morning
neon orange cold night streets
reflections of false light
from the water on the ground

moving reflections
the water on the ground
the surface
is unstable
in the rain

the silence
is the silence
of falling rain

eating
any distant noise
where there anything moving
to make it

apart from the rain
and the moving trees
the wind
it’s silent
just moving the branches
summer branches full of green

night
wet
reflection
me