Awake In Berkeley

Awake in Berkeley
1:00 A.M., December 8, 2014

 

Small voice of protest, we 

walk in uncertain circles, yell 

until words become hoarse old ghosts, 

then we rage, predictably 

the bloody head, shattered 

glass, trash fire, slash

of spray paint a scribbled 

clue of desperation, all 

expected, all silenced 

by helicopter, menace 

ever in its voice, siren, 

the wail of which can 

never mean good




Who will hear this night?

©Virginia Bellis Brandabur

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