what the black boy saw on a saturday night

supermarket visions of the end of the world 

everybody’s face just like a mask on halloween

and the vines creeping over all the ruins of the buildings

i stood there for a beat too long

and she asked me if i wanted cash back 

no

thank you 

have a good day

i believe i have just peaked underneath your skin 

and i saw your body in an oakwood casket

being lowered slowly 

into the ground