Need to be

God, the rain still falls

Even on the concrete

here in the city

The clouds hang low

obscuring our follies

and sizing them to human scale

Without the sounds of sirens

you could almost believe

you’re hearing the natural world

Rain has no purpose

except its natural

But the city as machine does

And that’s the difference

I have no purpose

as a good city street

And that’s the difference

Machine as purpose becomes

rain manifests nonesuch

Perhaps when our machines

become creation

they’ll not need rain

It would have no purpose

but block the systems’

one source of all energy, the sun

No need for rain

No need for me

or any creation

that just has need

to be

11/27/03