Another #29

Squalls play along Old Steine
compelling sky rats to adjust
stomach-led trajectories as a
yellow foam tube tumbles at
pavane rates of speed – avoid
over-night confetti of fries – a
slippery hazard [foul weather
is also forecast] – Brighton – a
day trip with gelid blood in its
drains – always wakes to a hit
of hangover or bare regrets – I
weave without up to North St
to find a bus stop with shelter