Night Sketch

The shop fronts illuminate the street the sidewalk. The signs turn from green to red and automobiles motor onwards. As the vehicles clear people can be seen milling about the thoroughfare. Some are groups, some are solitary wanderers. Gradually the people dissipate, going home or going to explore the citified forest. Eventually no people are left on the street, the shop fronts go dark, and the empty street is illuminated by the hollow sky.

Written late at night while listening to Iggy Pop’s The Passenger.


About skyraftwanderer

A person who enjoys writing short story things, poetry and other random things that come into my head.
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