dark days chasing suns rays
from porch to the car
car to the sea
looking in on the smiles and eyes
of lost loves
and twittering children.
the soundtrack is the same
from hilltop
from valley bottom.
years became decades.
decadence left only time in its wake.
time left me here to listen to the neighborhood.
bent over the keys
looking to unlock any door
by the last light of day.
if only my hands weren't shaking blocks.
if only my vision could peirce the shadows left...