The Sky is Thick

The sky is thick with mud and mistiness
The asphalt goes pale All feet are black
A hoop spurts propagating foaminess 
Streams beside the boulevard stretching back 

The sky is thick with anvils raininess 
The asphalt greens All tree trunks are black 
The bee's alert to cold formalizing 
That saucepan's too too close to urine's track 

The sky is thick with feathers and raging 
The asphalt whitens All cats are black 
A train with cries of tuumtuummm is moving 
A cop blows his nose in handkerchief slack

The sky is thick cyst pustulating 
The sky has faded All the gaps are black 
A girl her young man is embracing 
A vendor vainly vaunts newspaper stacks