Cars through empty streets are snaking,

Swerve past potholes, honking, braking

- hearing.

 

Exhaust fumes clean-air-infecting,

Chronic, sooty scent-ejecting

- smelling.

 

Tongue caressed by the inhaled

Looks in vain for sweetness quailed

- tasting.

 

Houses which grow grey and greyer

Heaven answers watcher’s prayer

- seeing.

 

Alleys channel gusty air

Harshly pricking skin and hair

- feeling.

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Clouded joys lurk in this quarter

Hinting at new roads to charter

- sixth sense.