Forsaken
All long the wind swept streets
vacant windows stare
like absent eyes of statues
Shuttered an abandon
standing there
in their sites
their hollow façades
Vacant faces of hollow intent
ancient faces, sacred in advent
Forsaken by some
everyone lost in a void
Forgotten by none
Dark towers sprinkled in light
Lazy on seams of dream
Monolithic looms darkening gloom
As buildings pass from my sight
Night has come
& I chose where at last
the vacant roads I travel leads
In vast cities asleep
Stretching out into the unknown
not a soul of this world turns
but eyes of the unknown haunt
like vacant windows
along a windswept Streets
White eyes of a statue standing
within the hollow grounds
Feel it staring
blind to see it all in different light
as neon pulses and flickers
waiting to die as gloom lingers
while windows facades like ghosts
float across a vast vacant city
In deepest sleep
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