Refuge from the Rains

by sentimentalsurrealist

Saxophone swirls
through the air
over the sound of
tumbling drums
piano stabs
in a few words
bass holds
center together.

electric candle
pretends to flicker
on black
red tablecloth
tumult of voices
collective improvisation
over
rolls                 theirs

greetings exchanged
drinks served.

Full house
solid floor
in place of slush
storm
rage on
wash
snow
into
gutters.

Winter
relinquish your grip.

Hand things
over to spring
for a time.

See the torrents
run through this crack
in our refuge from the rains.

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