You can see them bouncing near dusk.

Like the deer, antelope, and elk

that used to live here.

On pavement and in the shadow of

sodium vapor lamps they dance,

frolic, and try to forget everything that

brought them here and busied their days.

By midnight though, they're back to it,

tucked away in that dream that we

never really wake up from; softly asleep

waiting for the alarm to ring.