Everything seems a little
more real when the nights draw
When it’s 4:30pm and the
street lights are turning on
and everyone is driving
home from work and the brightness
from their lights almost
blinds you as they drive by.
The piecing cold touches your
face as you walk the street and
the familiar mist in front of your
face as you breath in and out.
It makes it that little more real
when you walk into a bar and
it’s a dim and poorly lit room
and the silent sound of music coming
from the jukebox
and you can hear the chatting
from around the place about how
the evenings are darker and how
they can’t wait for the summer to
come and warm the city up again.
Just that little bit more real.