Blue worlds align and collide
while shade dances across patchy
brickwork,
gargoyles cry rain from on high,
their wicked grins and beady eyes
regarding,
those hurried strangers pattering
over cobblestone and grime, fetching
top hat adorn,
moon light drips from orb to ground
coating puddles in luminescence,
feet disturb,
sever the cord connecting and consume,
this triad of delicacy uplifting,
transcendent form.