Snow! Snow! Snow! (Quatratina)

I saw many cars stuck in frozen holes In the white washout after Christmas day; It compelled wanton shoppers to stay home And brought darkness to the city of light. The regularly busy streets had no lights Except for those of self that barely holds Watch over spots bigger than foot and dazed Like drunkard whose eyes cannot find his home. Parents must have been happy kids were home. The theaters projected black 3D lights. Nothing came out, but the rats- from their holes - And other creatures for whom night is day. Like thieves; a thousand bullets cannot daze - Disappearing like snow in hell's fire - that Holmes Can’t trace the step of these wagons lightened As uncured diamonds fell from the holed Bags as earth tried to steal by lithe what’s holy Just to bring, day to end, and burden home. Copyright © 2010 Leslie Alexis