proving grounds

the particular street he keeps to

watches politics and societies in decay.

this is the only place he has to stay and so, he watches.

across the street from his window he looks onto a hostel

of mistresses and johns, young kids spending their nights in travel, and business men unperforming fidelity.

down the street, not ten doors away, a police station incarcerates the very sort in the hostel.

these are the unsatisfying proving grounds of decay where whores and nymphomaniacs march down the street two by two ,

and powerful men leave a dollar for each officer in their service by the pillow.

but him, sitting across the street watching,

he needs no proof for these grounds.

dreaming of a long table