Half-deaf in a silent street,
bereft of bass;
as he inhales, his cigarette
lights up his face.
A fox slips through a broken fence
and hurries on.
Two tramps in an empty warehouse
roast a stolen swan.
A man peers past his sleeping wife
to check the time.
Snails cross-hatch a patio
in trails of slime.
3 replies on “napowrimo 5: nightlife”
I like the varying imagery you have created. Nice read.
varying snapshots of a ‘typical’ night-time.
Hey both of you, thanks for stopping by and commenting :)