Thursday, December 8, 2016

Twilit Valentine

At twilight the stray cat
Goes hunting in the tall grass
Out behind the houses
The three-quarter moon
In hazy pursuit
Maybe the fighting
In so many homes
The yelling and screaming
Is what finally becomes
The fighting that moves out
Into the streets as war
And chaos meanwhile
The sky fills with
Alternating bands
Of blue and pink
And then that final
Chrome oxide green
The moon wipes clean

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