incandescent
a single light post
stands tall
upon a blustery corner.
not a single soul stirs near
to right the flickering flame.
dark, dull, depressed buildings
surround cracked, black pavement
dashed lines
lead the way
to a corner where no life dares
step near.
flickering
soft, satin lines
dance across concrete
where no footsteps sound.
impressions
of the past fill
photo frames
engraved into the sky.
dim
the flame that once burned
turns to ash.
burnt black wick
dwells between panes of glass.
murky smoke
occupies the space
where light once stood.
a soft whiff
travels past
this city’s last breath.
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