Barrels over Niagara

The sisters from convents
writing prayers on the pavements
holding forth sacraments
we man the battlements
but it’s
every one for himself.

This is Powder Keg town
and we’re all getting down
to the serious business
of keeping our heads
above water.

A sort of transparency
but you cannot see through me.

Do we ever really know where we go
when we sleep?

© 2017, John Smallshaw.