Camaraderie
The ambulances are at it again.
Someone chokes on a heart attack,
a child on a bike gets run over,
a woman walks in on her man
fucking a stranger.
It's cold outside, and from your second-floor window,
you can see white breath,
youngsters
leaning against iron-gates.
They, too, awakened by screams.
Now you
understand each other:
While you sleep, someone gets hurt.
Someone steps
back from a window's ledge.
Skeleton's Ambulance -- Cathy Germay
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