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Jan 2020
Streetlights seem
like blurry slides

flashing

before my eyes

to the atonal
Jazz of horns
screech of tires

against the backdrop
of silhouetted buildings
and darkness

Whit Howland © 2020
A word painting.
Whit Howland
Written by
Whit Howland
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   Carlo C Gomez and Juneau
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