Night Falling Falling Rain
for Nico and Philip

a snail with its shell on its back
crossing the road after the rain

one I stopped to marvel at
the next one I did not see, it was dark,

I heard go all to pieces beneath my heavy shoe
a heavy foot, a quick step

crushing it, crunching, cracking up
I’d walked upon my own heart


© Obediah Michael Smith, 2009
9:09 p.m. 23.09.09