They Only Come Out at Night

© Matthew Word Bain

shadow teeth and flaky plywood
a coat of green asphalt with deepening relief
a skin that calls to mind buildings half a world away
living things rooted in, growing from its body
transform this fairly simple building
from a boarded up business
into an array of shapes
and textures —
an unknown quantity
a one eyed creature waiting
quietly for the sun to go down