Harvest Moon

IT'S ONLY A HARVEST MOON

The moon is up
Yellowed by the sun
Street light glows
Illumination via neutrons
Shadows stretch across the street
Silence has been drowned
by clapping feet on solid ground
Darken buildings rising high
Satanic influence now conspires
with ferral cats, their claws for hire
Squawking, squealing, stalking, slaying life
A splash of rain from a stagnant puddle
Thrown up by a passing van.
A sleeping vagrant in a doorway
startled into angry action
curses driver with invective.
The van is driven out of sight
Vagrant Cecil settles for the night
Sleep is hard for him to grasp.
A rat leaps out across his face.
The vagrant does a cursing encore
Rat half way across the street
Is ambushed by a pair of felines
His death is instant
and received with muted cry
For just a while Cecil dozes
Behind closed eyes his brain is flitting
Inside his heart fear is palpatating
His hand clasps tightly to his loot
Illgotten gains to satisfy his hungry needs
Secrets though are hard to keep
Silent footsteps hard to hear
And Cecil never knew his fate
His life and death amounted to a 100 bucks
And two assassins laughed and ran away
An hour later blue lights from a black & white
Radio cackles in the night
Paramedics lose their fight.