Night watchman

waiting out the night,
eyes shuttered, legs achy
from stilt-walking in snow shoes

bad dreams foam forward —
a storm surge pushing
through scarred glass

like silver amoeba
membranes quivering —
their walls too thin.

the night growls
like a lonely fox —
quick, light the lamp

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