Current

Blackouts between houses that look the
same, but with all the windows rearranged,
and small bridges cutting distance over
runoff drains.
Playing bongos on the sidewalk while others
stand beneath the lights and wait in line to
get into the movies. People mumbling to
each other about the state of the town,
while ignoring all the broken glass.
Jammed up intersections too far gone
are abandoned by the drivers who all roll
out of their cars and walk toward the trees
just across the median.
Forsaking all the second chances the tide of
rage and fear advances. Sweeping all the
crumbling structures in its current.