Storm

A cold wind wailing like a tortured cat
Trapping garbage up against a chain-link fence
Sun blotted out of the sky by dark rolling clouds
No reason to be out, no reason to be about
It's a day unfit for man, for beasts, 
                  For heroes or villains
                                         Cracks of lightning
                                         Booms of thunder
                                         Howls of the dogs
                                         Left out in yards
                      Rain lashing the trees
               Into giving up their leaves
                  Rain overflowing gutters 
       Washing clean the filthy streets
       Of a city desperately
       In need of a bath
                         Hard rain
                         Relentless
                         Like a man obsessed
                         Hard rain
                         Insistent
                         Like a woman possessed