orange
sometimes pink
street
lights before dawn
climbing
up and down hills
out
of charles street valley
buena
vista street
city
steps & radio-tv towers
satellite
dishes
talk
amongst themselves
the
snow leaves a new landscape
windows
reflecting
the
illusion of a desert town with castanets
somewhere
in the distance
it's
those lights again
city
crews will be replacing the ones
who
have died
with
the ground common
always
leaving you
with
more dark
than
light
---
e b bortz
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