by way of strangers we met

i recall those lustrous nights
the sky held no stars
we were young
maybe too young...
i don't remember which

us, a misfit bunch of misfits
a gang of conglomeration
unleashed on a distant city
to each of us our own
yet to each of us the same

caught up in scintillation
i was lost in the sounds
the sights, the smells
smoke veiled my exhausted eyes
and vapor, my lungs

these lights are unfamiliar
the neon language i cannot translate
we've only got 'one shot'
i think we turn left, maybe right
turns out, i think i was wrong

strangers swiftly became friends
and friends swiftly left
i, too, followed their exit
i struggle to remember everything
i can't even recall all the names

by way of strangers we left