Rain storms the city,
siphons the night crowds from the streets -
ale and ice, lager -
the hotel crouches under rain,
slurred voice and muffled light,
and water puzzles down the paving,
washing the roads where the neon sinks
red, amber, green.
bulk beer in chorus:
at the bar,
hands busy the city
for the lawful thuggery
of voices and traffic in terminal tumult.