Acapulco by Night
Whirlpooling through darkness, undulating
As gracefully as a Chinese dragon, free
To filigree wide Mexican midnight,
Each colony of vampire bats wheeled, whooped,
Long pulsing ribbons of grotesque-faced imps
Determined to find blood to sip or share,
As a full moon clasped its chin, monitoring
Playpens of stars, while lonely North wind gusts
Continued their brisk, bitter monologues.
Author: LindaAnn LoSchiavo
Photo: Felipe Lopez on Unsplash
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