Streetlight Symphony

Street lights dance with shadows,
A symphony of depression and euphoria
Skipping across fading yellow lines
Bright lights and wide eyes, burning.
Arms are spread wide for balance, oblivious
A tight rope of pavement, strung across st(yx)icks

One word etched upon his heart
Four letters, oh the irony, carved in misery
And hidden among the masquerade
This word, the stamp upon his hand
Outstretched always, sharing, caring, repairing
Blank return address, anonymous

Along tonight, shifting darkness
A show of lights and horns commemorating
The ceremony, dressed in black
For tonight, hour of freedom
Fading into the background of your memory, gone.
Lost in the lights, never seen again