crash through a billboard advertising club soda.
He looks over at his co-anchor, who is untying
a windsor knot from around his neck and says
"Alert the media!"
The co-anchor rubs an exposed palm
against the stubble on his cheeks.
"We are the media."
A homeless man picks at his hands
and pokes a sleeping rat with the heel of his boot.
Beneath the rat's belly shook the legs
of a dying grasshopper.
The meteor misses the building and lands in a fountain.
Water explodes from the sides in teal and blue crystals,
blanketing the windshield of a tan El Camino.
As the rain slopes down the glass,
it pools in the car's raintray
for birds to drink
right before they turn into the skeletons
of songbirds.
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