VIGIL...

VIGIL IMAGINED

I opened my windows tonight

wanting to talk with my city,

I ignored the past shouting outside

avoided my neighbor’s gaze across from my fire escape

a bitter little guy I’ve nicknamed regret

he just stared at me with his broken black framed glasses

No, tonight I wanted to watch memory walking below

in this blue and black town,

I dipped my hand in its blackness

stirring ripples that travelled on and on

ripples with a message to memory

which she caught, one of thousands

and moved on…