Sunday, August 2, 2026

Beneath a Broken Streetlight

 

I wandered nervous through the town

Shadows filled each alley way

I seemed to jump at every sound

I should have come here in the day

 

Homeless sleeping here and there

Blankets made from daily news

I stepped across some underwear

The place it reeked of rancid booze

 

In quiet steps I crossed the street

A familiar sight I hoped to see

But standing dressed from head to feet

A mannequin was all it be

 

In the window looking smug

Showing off his scarf and hat

Oh how I’d love to be inside

Safe and warm and dressed like that

 

Outside instead in all this dark

Scared and hungry all alone

I can’t remember where I parked

Without a signal on my phone.

 

 

 

 

     ZC