Sometimes I’m high bathed
in cricketglow ringing out
into lorain night walking home
And then sometimes I’m mighty
This is elyria ave tighter
than most nights the cops
Someone was shot up there
just last month they were arguing
There’s no safer place in the city
chained to myself
But then also sometimes I complete
a circuit
But then the trees saturate trails then
Sometimes lit by something
cancelling thieves
the strays limp bristled against
august heat their eyes
complete those engorged
moons i dream to drench you
And then i have to walk backwards
all the way home
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