It's night
Yes, the air is sweetly saturated
edges of reality blurred
where the sky blends to the ground
one more step stars abound
streetlamps flicker lazily
casting a ghoulish glow upon the
lonely pavement
A sound, vaccum
whooooosh and whirl of life, lights
gone as soon as if arrives,
stillness once more
but for the pulsating rhythm of the night

04/06/2011

Posted on 04/07/2011
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