Broken Street Light

That particular part of the night Gloom blew with the fall red dry leaves, Looking like red fireball candy & red wine Briefly, echos ascend and descend nearby Sidewalks get colder with each step Traffic Jam plays silently in mind surrounded by a desolate land lot, under a broken street light Silent into the night it turns out to be when the last daylight for the day leaves without a trace While red leaves blow in the wind, quietly and down the street under a broken street light