large lawn gnomes

here comes the yellow sheet

it will cover what hangs mangled out the door onto the lawn

the glass on the street causes me to jump off my bike

i take the sidewalk and look around

the street becomes a blacktop jungle surrounded by drooping tape

so many people

so many lights

the lawn with the house with the car in it is the attraction

the police swarm up and down the street

run red lights

shell casings in the alley across the street

the sirens blast my eardrums

make me tentative to cross the intersection

the gunshots startled those around

i wonder what started it

i wonder if he woke up this morning thinking he was going to die