Tropic
The streets recede like
stunned animals on hooks
The oil spill of sunset
drains into night
The children’s screams echo
between lighted cubes
And an old woman in pyjamas
rages at blood too thin
To feel the heat again.
Tropic
The streets recede like
stunned animals on hooks
The oil spill of sunset
drains into night
The children’s screams echo
between lighted cubes
And an old woman in pyjamas
rages at blood too thin
To feel the heat again.