Salzburg reprise

Unexpected alpine storm blows up from the south east

Rain plummets earthwards from unknown heights above the stodgy baroque spires

It's gathered water splutters fresh from gutters onto pristine streets

but lurking in the shadows of monumental arches and pillars

are the forgotten, ignored, dropped out youth of Austria

forced to join them in the shadows we tourists cower from the rain

shivering at the unexpected cold and damp the summers day has forced upon us

we gaze through dripping sunglasses at the running waters on the platz

trying to ignore the helpful sign written in poor english on the wall

TOURIST INFORMATION:

BETTER IF YOU GO BACK

WHERE YOU ARE FROM

TOURISTS + TERRORISTS

the loud belches and coughs from behind us seem to undeline the call

so we clutch our cameras tighter and talk (As only the English can) about the weather

The End

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