Thursday, December 18, 2008

Echo Park

The parking lot after
9 pm. The truck

pretending to be empty
on the front lawn.

The barred windows,
the small yellow walls,

the poodle-mix chained
to a hole. The black

barking, the florescent
buzz, the winged beetles,

flinging themselves
at the endless electric light.

1 comment:

Valerie Loveland said...

I like the language in this one.