blurred stars reflected off water on pavement,
shadows of light, bent, altered, streaked over
stones, here and there, bits and pieces, windows,
a cosmic soup, christmas lights wound tightly
round barren trees, in the middle of the city,
lights, moving, through movement, seen, observed,
watched and baited, quiet streets, quieter
sidewalks, later at night, when the ants have
found the line home, and haven't wavered, and
other lights have turned off, and i at last can
go home, to bed |