his own dark blanket

the night leaves his mind sometime
around 3 a.m.
and goes out on the street
kicking cans in the gutter and throwing rocks at passing cars
all the places he normally buys beer have closed
and he wonders if anyone
in the houses
he stumbles by might have something to drink
but even in the numbed chambers of his brain he realizes
no one will open the door for him
the night tries to harass a monster walking beneath
a freeway overpass
but one glimpse of the intensity
in the stranger's eyes warns him it would be
safer to crawl under his own dark blanket
of bad dreams

© 2007 Jim Wittenberg
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