The Night-time World
By: Eric Wyatt
The stars stare at me,
While I dance in the midnight fog.
The world is quiet now.
Everyone is in a hypnotic slumber.
The deserted streets are now just lifeless veins,
No longer pumping blood.
The shadows seem to move,
As if someone is watching me.
The lampposts illuminate what remains of the city.
I breathe in the nocturnal air,
And feel the essence of the night in my lungs.
My body surrenders to this dreamlike treasure.
The city won’t be like this forever.
The sleeping giant wakes up,
As life flows through again.
The streets begin to pump blood.
The bustling, thriving city is back to its routine.
I feel as if I’m in the way.
I now must wait before I can explore,
This moonlit world once more.
2006-08-13
08:11:14
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