Piano music, rain on the concrete
A grey, wet, city winter –
smoke intermingles with fog across the rooftops of small and modest houses
through the tops of the pine trees –
their dark green shaggy tips heavy and perfunct.
A conjunction of the outer city reaches beneath
The young winter darkness – a consummate shadow of evening
over molted grape leaves and rotted stalks and the red contrast of dogwood.
my smoke a dissipation of higher notes