After Garner.

For Cat 12.08.14

                                                         After Garner.

                                We all know
Manhattan is
the center of things

                                Which is why
the scene of the crime
is desolate tonight.

What if the world
took off its gloves
to hold hands
like the sweethearts
on the subway?

Instead car horns cry,
keening for another one lost,
before another three and four.

Protestors’ fingers frozen,
Police line corners;
pizza-in-hand, laughing like on holiday,
though a man is dead
and another is free,
and however many
little lights line
the stores and trees and skies,

it doesn’t feel
one bit like Christmas.

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