davidicusxx
Shared on Thu, 08/06/2009 - 04:185 AM Blues
You know you're up too late
When you see a wonder-bread truck roll by.
The blue-collar man is getting ready for work.
The white-collar man is getting ready to wake up.
The lonely man stares at the back streets,
Empty but for false light that cuts through the predawn darkness.
The city is a void, a vacuum, waiting
For another big bang.
To suddenly fill up with life,
Only to collapse on itself.
This is where I live.
These back streets lit by false light
Waiting to implode.
This is where I live.
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