Shadow On the Wall

The vapour clouds the already foggy mess A blotted swirl of undefined shapes The ground and walls now adopting the once physical form Every stagger a magnified bound Unfinished feet contacting cracked sidewalks Pavement splintered, as her heart is about to be Empty man full of liquor Not he the monster, but his shadow A black, crying whale beached in the gutter Spewing profanities and evaporated water Broken man to broken house full of broken bottles And a scarred wife Arms of the trees grab at him But they only overlap No true guardian Black to black as the grey fades to charcoal A solid wall and a dented knob No fight against the abusive streetlight But on the looming street A house once full of light Is dimmed out Suffocated By the monster The shadow on the wall