Friday, the 17th of June

17 Jun

Written By Nick ZH

The bass strums another chord that stretches

and echoes into the sunset

The golden sunlight washing over the city

pours down the street

The colours fade and dance in pastel harmony

through the silhouettes of buildings and trees

Waiting for a bus to take me

Windows turn their faces my way and reflect the

dusk settling the main road

And the streetlights flicker on

The weekend is here

People are out

Heading to their own home

Heading to others’ homes

Or nowhere in particular

Everyone breathes a sigh of relief as another

week is ending

And my bus arrives

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