is this poetry or rubbish?

Question by Duncan w ™ ®: is this poetry or rubbish?
I and you walking at night
the rain makes the street sizzle
under tires of cars
full of other people
going other places
your voice is a knife
my innards turn to cool water
you turn away, make me raise my voice
to be heard over the sodden planet
I swear under my breath
and forget why I ever loved you

for a moment.

(and please, all you scholars out there, keep your comments about punctuation to yourself and go read some bill bisset)

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