“Awake”
Drift down dreary street
until golden lamplight shines
and brightens the eyes.
Steve D
Drift down dreary street
until golden lamplight shines
and brightens the eyes.
Steve D
Sizzling asphalt
stales the stench over the street;
sweet midsummer days.
Steve D
A refreshing breeze
tumbles down the street, bringing
spots of spraying rain.
Steve D