the crickets feel it's snowing

a hollow sound comes through the bed

the city goes black

the roof hears dreary people

rippling through the elevated trains

slashes fall that skid

slits of coconut milk

unknown giraffe vision

reacts within the zoo

already scraped away from the shutters

why do they rattle affirming or improve?

the underworld efferent by the subway

no, the real world.

my baby is in quotations.

it's just that it's so late 

and stupid and scary

that i couldn't say anything

so i'll close the brief case (i think)

and there's some road zipping by

the lights are still showing

the underworld