: haiku :
City Lights
by Copperstone

Cold. Red in the Night.
Steady repetitive tick,
don't walk, don't walk. Walk.

Porn Shops, Poker joints.
Fake potplants in the lobby
Neon green veins pulse.

Red letters flashing
Action bleating rapidly
Do you feel lucky?

Lurching singing drunk
Beer bottle philosophies
Mistimed Staccato

Sweat stained charcoal night
Pulsing monotonous beats
Floppy rigid doll.

Patent knee high boots,
That kick back against the pole,
I am yours tonight.

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