Walking at Night
Walking at night
the neon lights
across the street
beckons me
as if colorful mushrooms
dazzling in an idiosyncratic symphony;
the nearer you go
the farther they are
the further they go
more enchanting they are
a never ending rhapsody
looping between the feet and the street
Hour 20
That closing line is so fun to say out loud, I repeated it multiple times. Nice rhythmic phrasing throughout, and conceptually fascinating! What a great imagination, to be able to ‘see sound’ in this way.