moon light

Moons mounted on steel poles
blue lights dive
concrete buildings
in a cold tone.
Break dawn.
The city doesn’t sit well
on the sky.
Halogen tubes  reign
and I can’t even watch the stars,
so many suns
stand on the street,
diminish the darkness;
no wonder,
I can’t see
no light.
And the crazy starts to pour into
the fake nights.
A brain trying to rationalize
avoidance reactions;
darkness gets diminished
by clean shine.
Hairs stand on patrol.
I just take it
as it is;
like had a choice.
The city lights
are meant
for the early birds.

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