Kerri Shying R # 512 - along a street I've never seen

slept without   the screen last night

the  silence of the  highway 

dormant   after midnight   seeped

in cold  below  the window   dreams

of flipping  burgers  walking tall  dogs

  along a street I’ve never seen

conversation  with the dead  and

Mum   popping in   to serve the

tea   so tiring  that I slept  way past

sunrise   definite  tonight    serial

killers     sing my lullaby