The visit

Vagrant      the sinking sun damns the city once again    men dissipate and beasts return
i am back    anxious and slithering    thru streets and bars
Did i ever leave?
Did i sleepwalk thru suburbia, unknown and unreal?
i am back    dwarfed by the dark beheaded ghosts in the window    an impostor
reluctantly aching for the comforts of home.