Poem 425 – 19:00

The sky is now dark, there are stars in the sky,
Now in the park Orion rides high,
Rising out of the city’s dusty halo
To raise an arm into the night.
Below his feet the city’s light
Sits blue and red, casting out the moonlight,
Which hastes away to another sky
And there takes rest, where no city lies.

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