a sliver
of a moon
and a mere
handful of
stars glimmer
over what
should be
a sleeping
city filled
to the brim
with eager
little dreams

hard to convince
a yawning fool
light pollution
is an actual thing
and it isn’t just
god didn’t pay
the full electric bill
and we have emergency
lighting instead

maybe it is more
the series of
bounced prayers
which have sent me
into this latest
and greatest spiral
who can tell really
in this economy