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Still Drenched


the sun is still

beating hell

into this man

to say overbearing

would be underwhelming

cars holding humans

lamenting traffic

only drifting down

the street at single

horsepower speed

while this anonymous

man wishes he could

trot instead he is

confined to a

literal snail’s pace

this is not

an allegory

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