The lights of early
Christmas decorations
fail to gloss over
the tristesse of
a world soaked in grey.
Old townhouses leak
history, kitchen odours,
and a need for repairs,
as the cold light of
telly screens flickers behind
curtainless windows.
A shadow silhouette
fades in and out
of November fog,
the sound of their footsteps
strangely muted.
Nothing feels
lonelier than a city
on a winter night.
November 27, 2017 at 5:19 pm
Love this!
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November 27, 2017 at 9:07 pm
Thank you.
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November 28, 2017 at 12:39 am
You are most welcome.
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November 28, 2017 at 4:33 am
Lovely. : )
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November 28, 2017 at 11:03 am
Thank you 🙂
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