The Untrusted Dark
March has chill nights to go out in
Enjoy the crisp, starlit spring air
At least if you can go out at night.
I used to cruise alongside the beach
No city stars but quiet ocean breezes
A way to focus before the lion’s share
Of work in light of tomorrow’s sun.
At least when I could go out at night
In the crisp, spring air of March.
Now in the foothills, barbed fences
And animals running loose all over.
Wild dogs and coyotes sniffing about
Out here in the wild, desert dark.
A crystal clear sky but no haven
In which to enjoy sparkling light
Nothing to do during the day either
Everyman’s choked of every dull cent
To lavish on unknown employees for
Oiling their business day with ease.
No room for the unknown in the day
Any bit of waste is a true loss today.
Nothing but pre-packaged guarantees
Only the right labels and warranties.
And where are we going in this nowhere
With people broken out of old packages
We are the unknown to these businesses,
The vast dark in which beasts lurk.
Maybe I will walk in the March dark
I’m a coyote in the light of this town
Lets walk in the starlit air tonight
Either way we’re desperate to survive
Lets play wild dogs in the sunlight
And bite the hands that abandoned us.
