As the summer fades
and the heated haze of
wonder drifts into the colors
of Earth’s next breath
Remember how you
spent those nights
being driven by the music
that loves you
You work the days
and the night beckons
like a call to reawaken
from mindlessness
The music wants you back
You get out on the Boulevard
& look downtown
you see the skyscrapers
reaching up out of
the Earth
And straight down the street
your eyes meet the sky
above the horizon
You can now see the moon
a giant blood orange orb
presiding over the outstretched
arms of the skyscrapers
And if you look closely
you can see the
well worn grooves
in the ancient surface
Slowly spinning while
those giant light tipped
fingers grasp
the darkness of the night sky
The city breathes the house
beat pulse of your heart
Looks like one of those nights
one of those nights you feel like getting down
©8•31•MMVII•Louis Hale