A light flickers
 commas of darkness
hide shadows casting
Laureates of lowlifes
        who
decided to starve
under street lamps,
 humming at
    age of 
failure
  a lone car passes, plastic bumper
missing
 They tear at empty boxes
 of wine, corners bent
soggy
 shrink wrapped words
poured over cracked curbs
and our Captain dines
while piano players take a helm
 over a Hostage's 
   last draw