Dead Lot

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Stale, dark rainwater

pooling.

Gray cars punctuate

smooth black asphalt.

Nighttime atmospheric.

Unknown, empty spaces.

Engine, off. Deep breath.

Eyes blinking up

starbursts from greenish

hazy lamplight.

All movement wavers

finally stalling, as lids close.

Silence.

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