no one shows up & the parking lot is empty
& the light is frozen behind a bank of fog
& he’s parked next to dual dumpsters with
a red warning sign missing its first & last 
letters “-o Parking At Any Tim-“ & the store
clerk drags out the garbage & gives him a dirty
look & throws stale pizza on top of the overpile
& a chortle of starlings descend on the pizza
with their yellow beaks poking down into the garbage
& he looks up to see two ravens swooping 
in to drive off the starlings & he tries
to remember why he’s sitting there with
the engine running & the sun breaks through
above a bank of hackberry trees & a raucous 
screeching fills the air as the ravens take control
of the rotting heap