Dawn leaves a reminder, like the

circled total on a Chinese Food menu.

Lacing a vacant hole through the

crusty black loop of an earthworm,

scorched on black pavement.

Shall we say: advanced first light?

The animal nuzzle of dead land

in denial.

Which has turned cool of a sudden--

as the  inside of walls stiffen to

what's behind them.

Alas the shadows of hulking

addresses may be placed.

On what most certainly evades a

neighborhood, not to mention

an area.

The wilderness designated it,

it knows where all the bones are.