The Bright Lights
By OnceUpon
The lights in big cities Working non stop to keep me awake Doing their job. No one behind their windows Just each of the cities solemn thoughts Lit up on their own. Faceless drivers Milling round In a faceless place. Your neighbour a stranger, Known only by the shutting of doors And loud music. Written February 2nd, 2002 © on Feb 02 2002 06:17 AM PST 0 • 10
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"The lights in big cities..."