Shadowed street beneath the stars,
Sidewalks and driveways, yards and road,
All in shadow, lost from light,
The stars are faded, the windows are bright.
Ahead the light of a single pole,
A streetlight shining, a circle of light
A beacon both eerie yet calling to me,
Lighting the houses, lighting the road.
I walk towards in through the dark,
Toward the beacon, toward the light,
Is it a haven or is it a trap?
Yellow and limited, shadows and light.
Sep 23, 2011
Sep 23, 2011 at 5:40 AM UTC
Shadowed street beneath the stars,
Sidewalks and driveways, yards and road,
All in shadow, lost from light,
The stars are faded, the windows are bright.
Ahead the light of a single pole,
A streetlight shining, a circle of light
A beacon both eerie yet calling to me,
Lighting the houses, lighting the road.
I walk towards in through the dark,
Toward the beacon, toward the light,
Is it a haven or is it a trap?
Yellow and limited, shadows and light.
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