Friday, June 23, 2017

Night Sounds






Night Sounds


I hear ambulances pass,
their lights cross my brow,

rip night's velvet.
Silence pauses at a red light,

a note in a pentagram
of dark & bright streets.

I hear death limos speed away
with the saddest noise.

Maybe I am wrong not to climb
into one of them. Maybe my last

good move is to remain   
in your embrace

leave them to journey
through the night.

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