night fell.

the lights inviting.there is a peace about standing by yourself at night.with that cigarette in your mouth and your life before your eyes.and you blow out the sweet smoke like clouds.clouds in your eyes.the lights are enticing.the orange shine of the cars the cars the cars.and i want to walk into them.the blow of the horn sounds like a distant bell...faraway like it dosent matter.and if i wanted to i could end it here.but i dont.there is a peace about tonight that i enjoy.