Angry Streets
The streets are angry tonight
traffic ignorant of the punishment inflicted
driving upon their asphalt backs
Sidewalks click clack with a unsyncopated rhythm
footsteps tapping out a nervous pulse
the throbbing heartbeat of a city near cardiac arrest
lights grow brighter as night drips darkness
Into a black ocean sky
overgrown foliage hides a concrete park bench
my slumber berth for the night
The cement mattress is harder than I can remember.
Can't find any reason to complain
It's time to pursue an evasive sleep
Knowing the catch isn't worth the chase
Left only to wrestle treacherous dreams
The author of a broken rest
Car horns, gunfire and screams
Singing a lullaby off key
Bleeding through night's chorus of lacerated voices
in between brief moments of silence
Sneaks the moan of a lonely saxophone
Crying notes to a tune I've never heard before
Although it sounds strangely familiar
JSB
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