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Phase of the Day #1636

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Phase of the Day #1636

On so many late nights I can hear the soft roar of street sweepers passing by outside. That sound, feels like the final marker of the day’s end, the definitive sign that I should have gone to sleep long ago. It’s rather like the street cleaners are wiping away the day itself, clearing the world for its next chapter; the white noise is the brief blank interim between pages.

Tonight is phasing into the weekend, and these is no one to wash away the day; all we have are these strangers whispering by, undoubtedly eager to get ome and sleep.

Time to follow suit.

behind the stars

Written by Umbrella Man

March 16, 2013 at 3:04 am

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