Light Night

What makes the sleeper’s night light

is mainly the crack and peel of thunder,

and dark’s eruption into bright,

but also the wine and food earlier,

and a statue of Death by the River Seine,

and prior to that, a flattened wino,

his head on concrete, the anthill of people

Paris is scurrying around him, he finding

a moment to pause and pillow his head,

though not really help, before moving on

toward his own full stop, with a chance to reflect

that very night: on thunder, the flash of light, and Night.