A 3am Walk Home
street lights view
with cruel betrayal
blackened alleys
shadow hidden eyes
lost ones
with dashed hopes
approach in mercies disguise
faintly foot-steps
of passers by _ _ _
the rushed gate,
a mis-encounter
the light is bright
in sight of home
_________ solitude.
Copyright © Gary Bechter | Year Posted 2008
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