that time of the night again

Wednesday, Feb. 06, 2002 00:58

I stood just outside my doorway, having a cigarette. Watching the traffic lights switch.

red
yellow
green

but no cars to obey them were on the streets.

I love being in the center of this metropolis when it's empty, quiet and devoid, even of it's ghosts.
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dland exuant omnes your voice drifts away into lost binary alleyways it echoes photography

last five:
A Winter Letter - Wednesday, Nov. 28, 2007
almost but not quite - Wednesday, Mar. 22, 2006
rural times, blue skies. it feels so warm over my hair - Wednesday, Jun. 01, 2005
smiles and gone - Monday, Feb. 07, 2005
I caught my love in North Carolina - Monday, Nov. 29, 2004

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