silkandwind (![[info]](http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} silkandwind) wrote,@ 2005-02-24 01:42:00 |
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The dark nights attack the indefensible road. Protection arrives around sunset, the tall guardians light up, canvassing the streets with an awkward glow. The protection from night is usually unnoticed as you walk the Roman patterned blocks. Until, that is, until. One of the lights is attacked and succumbs to the darkness. A slight ting. You hear it, you feel it, you look up- you see it.
It's a reminder that you yourself are vulnerable at any time to the rays of night. To just disappear into the darkness. Invisible to the light.
I mentioned the feeling to you and you responded you felt the same way; its an planned attack on a patterned structure. These things cannot go forever but should never die.
'The city should really do something about it.'
I remember driving you home and two of them went out. How do I chalk this up to coincidence, I thought.
An electric shock; I felt it between our lower lips. The same noise as a street light going out. I could hear it, I could feel it, I looked up- I could see you. I thought, these things cannot go forever but should never die.
You wondered why I backed away. But I knew that I couldn't stand to have all of my street lights go out. I couldn't be invisible to the light. I must fight the darkness, I must fight being engulfed by you. This is a one way street and there will be no more lights in the future. It will be a love so dark it has no illuminating guardians.
It's a reminder that you yourself are vulnerable at any time to the rays of night. To just disappear into the darkness. Invisible to the light.
I mentioned the feeling to you and you responded you felt the same way; its an planned attack on a patterned structure. These things cannot go forever but should never die.
'The city should really do something about it.'
I remember driving you home and two of them went out. How do I chalk this up to coincidence, I thought.
An electric shock; I felt it between our lower lips. The same noise as a street light going out. I could hear it, I could feel it, I looked up- I could see you. I thought, these things cannot go forever but should never die.
You wondered why I backed away. But I knew that I couldn't stand to have all of my street lights go out. I couldn't be invisible to the light. I must fight the darkness, I must fight being engulfed by you. This is a one way street and there will be no more lights in the future. It will be a love so dark it has no illuminating guardians.
