THERE IS NO CHANGING
OF THE SEASON IN THE
ELECTRIC CITY, AND
NO REAL DARKNESS
THE STREET IS
ILLUMINATED ALL NIGHT
WHITH ORANGE LIGHT
AND THE CONCRETE
IS LIKE A CARPET
WE HAVE DREAMED THE
STREET AS A ROOM AND
IT HAS BECOME TRUE
THERE IS NO INDOORS OR
OUTDOORS ANYMORE
Robert Montgomery
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