Heavens open up.

Cats and dogs cascading down.

People disappear.

Afterword

My second crack at the Senryu poetry form. 3 non rhyming lines, 17 sylables arranged  5,7,5

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The dawn never breaks, the sun never sets.

Dirty grey brown sky is as good as it gets.

Malevolent and brooding it hangs like a veil.

Twenty-three feet above the Arndale.

Where uncouth youth roam in packs.

Their flint like scowls as keen as tacks.

Malice and boredom forged the frowns.

On the not so bright future of Mediocre Town.

But don’t be fooled, these kids are scho...

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