Land

I came around the corner,
The darkness well settled around me.

The usuals were there.
Crazy Abe was hidden between a brick building
And an old warehouse
Where cardboard boxes are made.

Billy was dancing to his walkman;
A song no one could hear but him.

The decaying building which was once
A Salvation Army,
Closed seven years ago,
Was littered with homeless men
And their carts of cans and dirty clothes.

Brian and the gang were on the corner,
Hidden from the moon.

Laughter.

There might have been cat calls,
But I was tuned in
To the land where they stood.