Citizens of Hell

by Michael Totten

We are tangled in time
like couples dancing
as the lights fade
just ghosts in the lights

We are the music dying down
on midnight streets
our grinding stars, red and
yellow and green these nights

And like an empire
discovering love as it dies
And like footage filmed
from a stranger's eyes
We are the citizens
of hell
Polite and erudite
as the universe laughing
collapses in an alley
somewhere in the night