quiet night

another night of isolation - how fun is THIS?

How well I know this place 

with its multicolored, sloping gardens, 

it's glittering, fountained pools 

but it’s beauty is fleeced by repetition

Loneliness tests the resolution of the young

with our howling appetite to experience 

and be shaped by exposures.

Like the gleaming barrel of a gun,

the clock points at nothing

and the crimson sunset leads 

to another empty, quiet night.

Author's Note

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