Art by Sharonlee
Change Shift….
the day was spent-
- lingering in the shadows
for night to start it’s shift…
colors faded to musing shades
as light was leached
from the day…
…the world still turned & burned
changing shifts like changing
light
night-workers greeted weary
9 to 5’s working overtime –
- wondering if this was it…
… the purpose of their
existence….
… traffic fumes and stop lights
staple daily fare…
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night meanders on…
… past empty café’s and all night
dinners
franchised burger conglomerates
open 24 hours…
… reaching out to even the
midnight melancholies…
… night turns a blind eye
to events unfolding
in darkened ally and frigid park
bench…
… Father Moon illuminates flashes
of blade…or tears…. or humping rump
…. rose-red blood or crystal tear
or moonlight exposing bare white skin…
ahh… night, he hides a multitude
of sins…
a spent and hollow night
met dawn at the end
of a shadowed lane…
in silence they passed each other
as morning rain
misted…soft & fine
… right or wrong
life goes on
until the end of time……..
…. let the thoughts drift
- change shift….
Sharonlee©13-Mar-12
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