Awake in the City

Cobrahead’s eerie orange glow

Spilling on sidewalk below

Concrete cracked and riven

Where Winter’s abuse has been given

Fading in arc to the street beyond

In the darkness mean feats abscond

From myths garden gates uphold

For posterity, the tales of old

When neighbors smiled and waved hello

Upon that sidewalk, down below

 

 

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