Reflections of Justice

late at

night the

city police

have stopped

across from

the sweltering

shelter crammed

on a first floor

just down from

the wilds of

lincoln park

there to

watch

blocking one lane

of j street

idling

next to

a beat-up van

appearing to be

held together

with red and white

bumper stickers

the blue spinning

lights of the

black-and-white

cruiser reflect

in the tinted windows

of an unmarked

suburban

as the beast

of an suv

pulls away

with its prey

into the

anonymity

of the

waiting

dark