Church Street Is Burning
(excerpt)
Church Street #28
SATYR NIGHT
rain never quits
wind........................... howling
street lamps spit
out............................light
everyone is hiding
inside....................laughing
............................................................and
busting
except
for............................................ cigarettes
an old watchdog
at......DOMINION
.....................................HARDWARE
.....................................shoulders........collar
tight around his neck
.....................................forehead.........pulled
down like a cap
............................................................over
............................................................his
eyes........... glaring
....................................................................................through
....................................................................................store
............................................................storm...............windows
............................................................brakes
eyes.....................................................pools
of rain
rise
yellow...........................................through parting
clouds
growling..............................................the
moon peeks
....................................he
....................................lunges..............at
the darkness
throttles.......................midnight..........by
the throat
moonlight dripping
from his mouth.
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