Sunlight pulls salmon eventide
across rooftops lanes and muffled
 
headstone song of a thousand-eye stare
of sky ampersand redbud trees
 
line the streets dove throat-notes caught
in a chainlink fence. The night's appetite
 
for a buckled sidewalk a dog
pants the moon is still as she struts
 
by fingering a swan-bone flute
with Shiloh in the heart riding
 
lemon trees a carousel of sins
of shadows on a garage
 
door, and each puddle
holds the sky.