Excess of Human Emotion
The city sleeps,
its lights tucked away,
hidden,
once vibrant and illuminated-
now dark and incomplete.
Speckles of dew litter the streets,
the excess of human emotion,
recycled,
a predator hunting its new victim
as it cowers in the darkess, waiting.
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R C | Year Posted 2007
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