Monday, March 12, 2018

the hunting night


The hunting night
The shadows run
Every eye glows
Time of the hunt

All the cars asleep
In arranged rows
Bolted by gates
As if it wants to escape

The hunting night
The shadows look
Listening for any sound
Time of the hunt

Once inside
The shadows try
Once doors open
The loud siren awakes

The shadows flee
In the night of shadows
Light shines windows open
The staring at the disappearing crooks


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