Monday, September 25, 2006

Calçada à noite

The sky. Used to be, we looked at it, and saw these glittering, sputtering things. Stars. I think they were called stars. Anyway, now the sky's not so hot. It looks (for all the sky) quite neat, quite free of features, of movement. Do you think we killed it?

But ah! the ground and oh! the sidewalk...look how we walk and in doing so, blossoming and turning around there are flowers of shadow.

The streetlamps. I know it's the streetlamps, that all we are doing is stealing a bit of light from each, that it's them dancing around us. Not we blossoming with night, at night. But oh! and ah!

It sure looks nice.

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