CACTUS AT NIGHT CITY
Photograph by Jana Khoury Night city skylinein the elevated blue blurof concrete pots Stored, engorgedwith succulence,in empty space, like atoms Like peopleand ceramic goatspoised stillon impossible mountains Like strips of southern blotsblotching the chromatic etherpolychrome black Last night of the old citynew things risingslowly like stars Small things dyingon a windowsillplants in beer bottles, hope Lights out in towers 2 and 3Someone burning the midnighttungsten filamentlooking up at redeyes Leave me alonein precarious refugein suicidal silhouettesweet succulent The promise wasyou take care of meand I take care of you Power cuts and no starsNo moon in the night skyNo