the night is the fifth postulate
solid but with the lingering the shade of doubt
police horses striding the streets
pierce the darkness with their alien eyes
the heavy hoofs clink like cracked metronomes

at the train station a woman to a random
commuter rummaging in her purse
it has changed my life
she repeats it thrice
to ward off possible doubts
it is never clear what it was
she intended to exhibit

suddenly one of the horses
peers inside from the outer murk
black muzzle against black glass
we don’t look back as if nothing happens

was it a gunshot we heard
across the warehouse block
life changes
losing its very name


One Response to chiaroscuro

  1. marinaa2 says:

    Thank you – you can paint with your words – it’s an amazing talant…

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