night out

from the town square
wet cobblestones
shine down streets
spreading out
in every direction
like fingers of a furtive god

chimney smoke lends
elegance to moonlit silhouettes

somewhere not too far
where it's closer
to closing time
accordions and violins fan
the private whispers of cafes
into public cheer

random drafts tease
pigeons off their
habitual lamp posts

bicycles
footsteps
whistles and laughs
amend the night's quiet

rain gutters bleed
angel tears
down alley ways
that narrow beneath
distant arches
like keyholes to heaven