Saturday, April 9, 2011

A Moth Danced / James D. Senetto

A Moth Danced

One evening
red lights flashed
outside my window
and my face
throbbed red
as I watched
surreal men
in white
wheel her out
and her car
was quiet
under a street light
where a moth danced
and as the flashing lights
disappeared around
the corner
I felt my innocence
along with them.

James D. Senetto
New York, U.S.A.

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