Taxi Driver

a face in the night who's gaze flickers to and fro the road ahead and behind then to the boy and girl drunk or high but most certain they are intoxicated and so he takes a right into a darker province of the night. heart of darkness, protector of humanity – has stopped beating. lining the streets missing only cards and orange jumpsuits the taxi driver sees, a man and his dog tied to a leash for a moment he thought that it was a boy he saw on two legs trying to keep up or get away from the imposter. he leans over and in the compartment he finds; his knife his pistol with whip and drags them out of the backseat where even the ants don't scurry to where bits of meat are discarded on the ground by then to late. And the boy start's to laugh so does the girl and they all are now laughing and singing and dancing and running and crying and hopping jumping arms swaying and this chorus keys of crys are ended by two long notes one d sharp the other d flat.