pitiful
Street lights aren't good at consoling
They are too high up
Their posture unchanging
Eventually their glare feels mocking
Perhaps they don't care at all...
Did they muster a 'there, there'?
I don't believe they did
But they seem to still be doing all they can
Anthropomorphizing down a dead end street
That's sadness for you
Copyright © Di11y Da11y | Year Posted 2023
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