Night Travel

The night drifts by

Seconds heavy with subterfuge,

but the night sky is clear

And the lights are bright,

more foot-candle strong

than before,

aging, revealing

all around them.

Only a silence

Remains to be broken

with  the innocent laughter

of a child,

as I continue

travel through the misted

landscapes of the mind.


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