It was at Night

It was at Night
that I learned the most
about that magical place
that dark and smoky,
shadowed and garish space
with sights and sounds
unlike any other
brooding and frolic,
escape and oh so real
a city with rhythms
excesses, hot sauce
and jazz



July 2, 2007 23:10

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