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Rated: E · Poetry · Other · #1962308
A poem about nature, the city, the intersect of human life and natural life.
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Ducking down alleyways from passing filth
The moon is full and bright and floats eerie on a black canvas
Orange spayed across the sidewalk and street corners,
leaving the bottoms of buildings nut-colored and shadowy
Headlights pass and break yellow-white streams through the dark.


The hospital is illuminated blue that shimmers and haunts
the corners of my eyes even after I’d already turned away
Music thumps and drones and I stare at the soft glow
of the city lights and shadows symphonic and
synthetic and strangely soothing
The air is cool and I can almost see it, a purple wave
caressing and then powering off
Flowing from my hilltop perch and down over the overpass
a blackened silent snaking river of concrete
Past highways, out past the warehouses and factories spewing smoke
and steam in winding rolling plumes
that seem to sit in the air and slowly curl away
Past the river shimmering with the moon’s doppelganger,
Past bridges and apartments and darkened homes
Into forests that outline the industry like kids left out of playground games,
The wind rustles through leaves and becomes lost in the trees, a green so dark it
almost was black
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