Boston Impressions (at night)



and at night

from a distance

she sparkles like gold

and there are streams of silver

and red to

behold



but as one enters a narrow

cobblestone street

there are stories that meet
the eye

like the girl "lighting up"

whose  boyfriend waits at the end

of the block

others walk by on  their way

to the "t"

or maybe a bar to see if there be

someone to talk to

there

the air is soft and quiet

and this night

with all it's artificial light

and realistic humanity

ticks by