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Window Seat

  • 17-06-2007 05:03PM
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    Window Seat

    It is a time to reflect as I sit all alone,
    The streetlights illuminate the subtle waves of glass.
    It will take twice as long before I reach home,
    While I recall all the times that have suddenly passed.

    Neon fish swim the river, bright yellows and reds,
    As fireworks explode dropping ambience on the surface.
    The street man sings the blues off the top of his head,
    Not for silver nor gold, just being heard is his purpose.

    Superstars line the pavement, plastic royalty on display,
    The mortars pulse can be heard, a deep rooted beat.
    But I dont deny them the night for they tolerate the day,
    As I sit all alone in my tattered, torn window seat.


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