Where am I

006e25d5f93c5908e9295c648d9e7d94by Stefon Napier11 Nov 2014

Late footsteps across
these huddled avenues
and crumbled alleyways
forget their departure
and call no arrival.

My very being sneaks
a black accent on the walls.
Selves harder to shine when
thy own shadows streak.

A petrified night leaves
these dreams to be depraved
so in the morning....
chaos shelters no decorum.