Somewhere in the Night

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A guy spends his nights walking the streets, trying to get over his girl...

Submitted: May 22, 2018

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“Somewhere in the Night”

 

He found himself

walking the city

streets again

he was no stranger

to the night

seeking out

his hidden answers

in the harsh glow

of the neon lights

still not comprehending

the reasons why

she had left

or understanding

what he had done

wrong,

he liked the

cover

the night provided

him

wearing dark clothes

he walked in the

shadows

escaping what little

light

the various buildings

broadcasted out

their open windows

as they tried to

breath in the

cool night air,

he walked for

hours on end

unnoticed

and unwanted

people didn’t care

to peer into

these pockets of

darkness

afraid of seeing

something

that might require

them

to act

fight their conscience

into believing

there is nothing

they can do

to help

which for most

people

is an argument

that lasts less

than a heart

beat 

not even giving

up

a second glance

as they drive by

at 45 MPH,

but he is no

saint

he doesn’t live

in the shadows

or look any

deeper

into the darkness

than anyone

else

he has just

lost his way

stuck in an

endless maze

of back streets

and alleys

no flashing red

exit signs

to show him

the way out

having been

dropped into the

middle of this

game

most every night

for the last month,

but there is

something

to be said

for the darkness

an unnatural freedom

from responsibilities

and problems

as if you are

unsure

the sun is really

going to rise

tomorrow

no need to

figure out a

plan

find a way to

continue

pushing forward

in life

tonight

might just last

forever

why is it that

the only relief

he’s been able

to find

is on the opposite

side

of the sun,

letting his thoughts

get lost in

the low hum

of a store sign

hanging in the

window

in front of him

it’s colored glass

tubing

projecting a low

intensity

warm light

out to him

drawing him closer

to its source

staring blindly

into it

a travel agency

sign proclaiming

“Hawaii is for Lovers”

till his eyes

catch his face

reflecting back to

him

in the glass

of the window

with a rainbow

of colors

smeared across it,

he slips back into

the comfort of

a dark alley

nothing down here

jabbing at him

trying to remind

him

of her

his view now

safely limited

to just the

dirty concrete

in front of him

as he keeps

stepping forward

trying to get

as much of it

behind him

as he can

his mind

eating up the

night

in big chunks

taking in

all its emptiness

and using it

to force out

that toxic feeling

he’s carrying in

his gut

a temporary fix

at best

as the moon

dips well past

the apex of

its climb

it’s glow fading

as the deepest

parts of the

darkness

start to lose out

to the light,

he can still

get

a few hours

of sleep

his cover from

the truth

dying all around

him,

he picks up

his pace

puts his back

to the moon

and heads for

home…

 

Tom Allen…05-19-2018…

 

 


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