The streets are uneasy at this time
When the twilight separates the day
Party goers , lonely wanderers, the disturbed
And yet
As the darkness fades
All takes on a new perspective
The real disappears and the routine begins once more
Uniformed of mind take their places in the daily experience
Isolated beings for the sake of repetition and familiarity
Weak every day through the months and years
Until
All stops
Those in the shadows prefer the unknown and unexpected
The challenge of survival without a fragile safety net
For it all ends for all
How we reach that point depends on our perception of a life lived