A multicolored herd of disembodied umbrellas. Bobbing along, down the sidewalk of 34th Street.
Swaying gently forward. Weeping willows rooting in concrete.
They slowly bounce upwards, a singular wavy whole.
As the water steadily drips down and off the edges.
Its raining. Its pouring.
Umbrella. Ella. Ella. Ella.
'Don't get wet.'