Droplets of an alternate reality
fall to asphalt
in spots, in sheets
and through each prism,
city lights—red, yellow, blue, neon
screaming for attention:
“Visit me! Pay me! Save me!”
A whirlwind of images pools
in corners of the road near
the sewer drains.

A car cuts through a puddle.
And once I’m wearing another dimension
all the lights go out.