AFTER HOURS

desolate in black and white

loneliness stalks
the city streets
sending the trash can lids
flying

homelessness
hides in doorways
wrapped in brown cardboard
no hope

in the dark hours
where the stray cats
haunt the alleys
no glamour

only lost dreams
blowing in the wind

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