Monday, December 28, 2009
Just after dusk, a moment before night?
Over Webster Square, right now,
not just a murder, but a swirling emergency of crows.
Must be hundreds of them blowing around up there.
At work, the room seems filled with drug addicts - loud, desperate, demanding instant relief.
A kid is lying ventilated upstairs, shot by police on the holiday weekend.
It's a bad idea to show them a knife, no matter how crazy you feel,
even if it Christmas.
A river of children come through the doors all day long marking the official end of the Christmas Truce.
This wind is very cold tonight. Truly fierce suddenly.
Posted by Glen Green at 5:09 PM
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