night walk

the trees still so
still in the breeze, nothing
to do but walk and walk and
walk, brown leaves
dancing around and
around on the sidewalk, lamps
and lamps and lamps by the
street, cars rolling and
rolling on, traffic lights
blinking and blinking, the
dorm building door,
my face in the glass.

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