A brief list of things

that may happen after nightfall:


• The absence of sparrows

• Clumsy dreams of affection

• A request for more blankets


as the Apocalypse 
gets

its icy shimmer on

I’ve walked across

that Panther Hollow

Bridge


And heard

the tiny voice

whisper

its proposal

from the bowels

of the valley


Not convincingly,

but still terrifying


The sides are now

made leap proof

with chain link fence


Which is festooned

with a spray

of radiant

padlocks