dsitraction

cold city lights shine
dimming the stars above us
narrowing our view

betwixt

I love alleyways,
these spaces between places,
puddles filled with stars,

thin

down by the lake-shore
gazing at my reflection
fractured circles spread

The haunted coast.

spectral galleys drift
along the broken shoreline
moonlight fills their sails

Epping

so many green lights
the guardian emerges
tall and proud he stands

greed

insatiable maw
consuming the golden egg
unfulfilled we starve

pockmarks

he was once brighter
dimmed by chemical excess
half a man remains