midnight painting…

how many times do we look at this picture…
dark empty streets…wooden A-framed houses…a church…a trashcan…

streetlights hovering in a yellow hue…outlined trees sway in a summer breeze…parked cars…old Fords…pick-up trucks rusted…bumpers tilted…

stop signs ignored…a hurry to get home…a moped scurries down the alley…bicycle theifs…

and i look at the clock…sleep will not come…not tonight…nor tomorrow…the next…tis always a long day’s journey into night…a night that does not weep for the whore…the hungry…the lonely…the lovely losers who dream and scheme in midnight’ s hour…

how many times do we look at this picture…dark empty streets…wooden A-framed houses…a church…a trashcan…

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