Side streets extend down to hourly weather and to the power grid; 
Razed, rain’s over, its light flow an oily example. A male nurse.  
 
This extends thru night rain. I reason rain’s surrogacy is the more serious and newer down. A replica hospital bed, say.  
 
More anguish driving over to a panel on reasoning and not writing anything down, a stomach turning experience. A secret of laughter   
 
in its emptied refraction danced on a taillight for syntactical beings (in a sentence) on a muddy drive.