EM OH OH EN

evening dark like its never been light
and 
the alarm sounds and lights flash
for
the
crossing barriers to swing down
and
a
commuter express
piles
thru 
the night town 

and thru my mind

a
mind 
thats
foggy like winter seaside dusk
with
ideas that fade like rainbows fade
when
clouds
slide
over
the
yellow ball

the
barriers stay down
and
traffic builds 
fumes drifting in the cold
building
like
a
sand storm

and
i
stare at the harvest moon

its
an
orange stain
a
cookie cutter
a
stock image painted onto bland beige space

its a blotch on the night

watching
me

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