brooklyn is singing
a jewel on fire.
while time
stands
on
e
n
d
doing stunts
with the dogs
and late night trucks
that drag race
washington
and
atlantic
for the worst trophy that anyone could have thought of.
the lover is missing
the ravage
of pitch black midnight
the caress
of cool morning
and stroke
of late summer
late afternoon
rain.
she has gone off to sleep
under sitcoms
salons
and leery
cautious
fools
that don't know
that for this shark
sleeping
is death.