morning crazies, you & i, fingers tangled together we stumble down dawn streets with bulging candy pockets & rodent pouch cheeks, chomping sweets peering into bleary bloodshot alleyways just wide enough to two-step sideways ducking plastic-flap window eyes blinking against brusque dew wind on & on through crimson bright light over glittering litter sidewalks & jumping pudding puddles oil rainbow footprints zigzagging the cracked streets fingers wrinkled bright pink baby tongues in the cold crying blood tears on sticky metal of chicken wire fences we sprawl on pigeon-spattered splinter benches the concrete park criss-crossed by smog traffic smoking camels, crunching candies, stealing kisses