A BARE LIGHT BULB

A thousand eyes
Did not weep
As in sadness
I fell to sleep
No ideal dreams
No happy face
Merely strangers words
Dark clouds to lace.

Each wanton step
In solitude
Weary eyes
Observing moon
Strange places
That in memory fade
The bare lightbulb
No dimming shade.

Shadows dance
I know not where
The scurrying rat
The cats menacing stare
From gutter to
Highest Heaven bowed
A sliding vision
Without sound.