Smashing into the drab sidewalk.

His drunken lips and eyelids break apart

Like a clown in sudden suicide.

Then the mottled nakedness

Of the scene comes, like a blow.

Stoically crushed in hovering grey

Night lies coldly on this street.

Momentary sounds crash into night

Like ghostly curses stifled in their birth....

And over all the blankly box-like buildings