tonyv Posted May 10, 2009 Share Posted May 10, 2009 Moving out of the sun, our conscience ghosts away. A thick quilt, black as voodoo, settles on structures great and small. Thousands of ground stars buzz to life. City at night. ______________________ The image that inspired this poem:Mexico City at Night Quote Here is a link to an index of my works on this site: tonyv's Member Archive topic Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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