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Humidity

The moisture creeps on my skin
like a warm-, dry-bathing
in un-uttered words of protest.

The short drops slip
between the leaves,
collected.

The penny, alone in the stones
of a gravel sidewalk,
hears the music
of a passing car
with only one ear.

I hear it with two,
and I hear the train's scream,
as it warns away
any outside contact.

The train feels the humidity too,
in its sliding halt,
and I continue on.