WAKE UP, CALL

Its a dark night, very dark

Street lights hang loose, like old dogs titties

They gleam no more, glitter no more

They are long gone, they are blind, like darkness

Here crickets don’t chirp, owl doesn’t hoot

But a mongrel snarls, a car hoots

I stare out, the long winding darkness

Few lights, here and there

They seem to tear asunder, the wrong past

The horizon is bleak, it’s terrifying

Where I haste to move, steps of a drunk blind man

Something is pulling my behind

Putting extra weight on my shoulders

A ring once twice thrice, its morning

A cockerel does not crow, but am all ears

I am moving, forward, letting go of the past

It’s cremated, a whoosh in the oceans,

Small ominous cloud, in the bright blue skies

Then the start, the deleting, the spitting

I let go, and go, I am free

It was a wakeup, call