devil’s night
i watch the sirens
swirl the projects
down the street
from where i wait for my bus
ambulances, fire trucks
and the cops
a hat trick of whirling
red and blue
stalling traffic
every october thirtieth
for the past four years
they say devil’s night
is the night for evil
and that may be so
but only if they’re
talking about
playing party to the
redundant violence
the ghoulish sameness
of this urban landscape.
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