Breaker

The colorful lights in every other
room moving on the other side,
make it clear to all the power’s on,
and you can feel your way
inside with just your eyes.
Oil separates from water
in the shoe deep puddles
mirroring the sky.
The smell of mud and other
soaking things invades the air
like fire will envelope
just the opposite.
Girls talk on their phones
in just their robes
and boys lean against
their thinnest walls
to try and catch a fragment
of those secrets.
Indoor dogs and cats
comfort each other
by the glass doors
looking out into the city night
and no longer wonder
why they are excluded.
Trees pushed over by the wind
accept their early deaths
and poison all their oxygen
as a way of asking
how could this have happened?
The scaffolding around the spire
of the cathedral looks
like a part of it
with the lower moon behind it
and it reminds you that
here soon it will be gone.