Saturday, December 17, 2016

Like Christmas

 

We suspected he had guns,
which made things all the more

unsettling 
when he shouted at his wife
until the cruisers arrived.

Red and white lights 
flashed in our window
onto a living room wall

like Christmas

as he talked to the cops
in his driveway, arms crossed,
calm, measured as a diplomat.

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