11-11-2008

So many sounds under the electric lamps here at eleven thirty
Doors opening and closing
Guitars shouting out
Mechanical humming of the heating system
Cars ripping by
& disjointed sounds of speech and laughter, too far off to define

I don’t fabricate I describe
I would like to learn how to do both simultaneously
Write meaningful lies & truth

I wish the sky was not so dull
Gray-pink-brown and starless
Light pollution is a bitch(!)