Voices coagulating into agreement and silences darkening into oblivion as closing pubs vomit their crowds into dimly lit streets - tired journeys breaking to a halt!
You are intrinsically sad as a street lamp touches the tips of graveyard headstones through the shade of dark forest trees.
All horizons dumbstruck as men watching, passively, the crevice of every secret exchange between man and his environment.
Voices coagulating into agreement
and silences darkening into oblivion
as closing pubs vomit their crowds
into dimly lit streets -
tired journeys breaking to a halt!
I loved reading this one...a powerful piece... :)