a plastic bag crackled

in a tree, a dog's bark

bounced off buildings.

venting vibes, haunted

by how it overspilled

the block.

led streetlights squeaked

their peeps in cool night air.

as a bunch of drug dealers

got wind of a score just outside,

robbing a rival faction at gunpoint.

so said the dt as he came in with his

notepad asking questions.