Slow nights
Fast food
Breath grease
Bad mood
Xenon lights
Blinding dreams
Broken men
Angry screams
Fancy lady
Fresh perfumed skin
Does not care for
The mess you're in
A fancy party
A constant laughter
A tell-tale sign of
A fresh disaster
Streetlights blind eyes
Lost man blind drunk
Car park quick-fix
Tired shadows slump
Moon yawning
Stopped traffic
Morning's near
Don't panic
Short change
No cash
Poor men
Spend fast
Streetlights blind eyes Lost man blind drunk Car park quick-fix Tired shadows slump Moon yawning... thank u for your very powerful observation dear Poet. thank u. We are complacent and miserable.. very nice poet's note. thank u. tony
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City life! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.