Iron bulbs

glowing on the walls

of purple night,

cracked glass people

frozen on the sidewalks,

doorways dripping letters

of ironic heat,

two dogs in suspension

drifting from the previous moment

in mid-snarl, rinks

of expressive ice.

Satyrs with steak tipped limbs

modeling togas of fire,

pools of oil beaming

in the slabs of electric light,

me catching a gashed reflection.