Umbrella

You grasp your umbrella close

to your head, keeping stormy

weather at bay, the statue’s head

drenched by a downpour

cascading on its shoulders

on the wide bronze chest

musing that he perspires at the specter

of homeless in plastic bags

covering breathing bodies and

all possessions, denuding sobs

or sighs of pigeons under his plinth

or in branches of plaza elms

and you brace your umbrella close

to your head, staving off stormy

weather with an odd desire

to cover the statue’s genitals

making you blush more intensely

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