They both paused to
listen to
the beating
of curtains
of rain
droplets on
the concrete
and glass
windows the wind
whistling howling
whispering
the occasional bicycle
or automobile
tires crisping against
the permeated
asphalt the absence
of human voice.
From: https://literarybohemian.com/poetry/petrichorus/
Date: 2022
By: Alex Starr (19??- )
From Troubles of The World 