Cape in the Wind

by joetwo

Walking home
Halloween party reluctantly over
Costume half-off, half-on
Gone is the mask
But remaining, defiant
A cape, blood scarlet
Home, past merry revelers
Public urination
Brief moments of passion
I ignore them all
Only my homeward goal
Perhaps a quick stop for a bite
But nothing else
Only the rhythmic march of steps
The stars overhead
The cold night air
And my cape rustling in the wind
As I ponder a night to savour