Tuesday, September 30, 2008

Five O'clock (Poem)

Five O’Clock

Two homes in Salt Lake’s Avenues,
only a block apart, and a nearby field

smolder
at arsonists’ hands. Police,

filmed from an angle in the sky,
chase two boys

through body-thick streets,
eventually apprehend three—

teenagers whose blood flamed out
and scorched the bone-dry earth.