Thursday, January 20, 2011

WHY I WALK AT NIGHT

I walk
clomp clomp
under the face
of the full moon.
Right hand swings forward back
while left goes forward
halfheartedly.
Eyes look down
at the dirt road
feet meet street
and angle right.
Moonlight in sheets
blankets
wet macadam.
A car speeds by
leaves
rivers of red
crickets whirr
two nights ago--
it was frogs.



(still tinkering with this one.)

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