streetscape: fist

a fist of wind
comes roaring

pushed
by a loaded
tanker truck

as though the night
has just
exhaled
with a sour intent

the sensation
is of window
rattle

a flutter
in the pit
of the gut

and great relief

as the fist roars by

moves on

further
down the street

~

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