Streetlamps
Streetlamps
Ate the ones from the drive.
The provide
The night amps
And light of lamps
In the darkest time
Of the night
Every mile
As far as the driver
Can see illuminates
The road to drive
To reconnect
And reflect.
I can see the streetlamp
From my window
In my widow’s bedroom.
Some light to see
Of the empty street
At the cold bed’s sheet.
The light from streetlamps
Seattle’s beside me and other side
The streetlamps light
Became absolute.
It reflects
But do not connects.
Tomshinsky@2025
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