I Went Walking

I went walking
under newly-lit street-lamps
suggesting bed time;

past the parked cars and
garbage bins dragged to the curb;
past extinguished porch-lights
that say without saying 'do not disturb.'

I walked through intersections,
under traffic lights reflected off the
vacant pavement below.

The midnight wind my compass tonight,
as I walk in the direction it blows;
by the corners of foundations
where it whistles going past,
as the baggy underarms of my jacket
swell like sails on a mast.