Written by: Ashok Niyogi

The leaf right under the streetlight knows
The car window taped up again and again knows
The width of the deserted road sweats in the drizzle but knows
The drunken feet have assessed
The incline
The height of the sidewalk
They walk like they own
Or are possessed
They will not rest
The mind has conquered its devils
Is conquered and vanquished
Ogres from the past march hand in hand
Leaders with Alzheimer’s take the band stand
In the morning sun
Absolute silence reigns
In this autistic world
The only drums are the ones I can hear
The only shrieks are mine
Echoes from Mount Diablo
We sing odes to lullabies
That will sleep us through life