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.