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view of the valley after she died

To the city I asked:

Why do you reflect the night sky

when lives drag

heavy

through your streets?

 

You shine boldly

yet

cold sorrows search hungry and lost

anger breaks the air

with gunshots, police car wails

replace bird songs.

 

What right do you have to shine

so true

Toward God

while your buildings empty

abandoning throes of passion

Lost

 

They linger.

 

Still

you send up flashes of light

to the heavens,

peaceful rivers of traffic

Hush the night.

 

And I want to be reassured

maybe even fooled

desperate

to regain your hope.

 

The city replied

only

by imitating the stars.