A Song full of horns fell out an  open

window, splashing the air while reaching

the sidewalk where passerby’s

failed to notice the temporary comfort.

Tenement dogs growled nervously at

barefoot children.  Colorful chrome decked cars

and men with hats cruised by.  A police siren

attempted order.  A young man ran into the alley.

Like a desert at high noon,

heat  fingers rose from the street.

An old lady carrying groceries hurriedly walks

up the front steps.  A buzzer sounds, letting her in.

She gazes back at the dogs.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s