Comfortably Numb

The empty road is damp with fog
and the sky has shrunk to a narrow strip
framed by the concrete buildings, tall.
Overhead the round moon is glowing bright.
In dewy haze her silver light
is diffused across the pale, silent night.
The chill in the wind is lesser
than it was last night or the night before,
so the cold is slightly bearable.
The ectothermic city has retired
like a gigantic slug lying mired
in confusion through dewy haze transpired.
I am the only soul still out
traversing the empty road on bare feet
towards my destiny, unknown
with all the senses comfortably numb.

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