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