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