---

Azure skies fade

 Street lamps begin to glow.

 The stars spark to life

 Whispers of the day grow faint --

 And he moves.

 Crumbling walls,

 Remnants of an edifice.

 In the waking hours

 The shade is a sleeping eye.

 When they rest

 I peer inside its mind --

 Where he moves...

 Behind the glass

 The light gives away the life.

 Questions arise,

 My curious compassion --

 "What is inside?"

 Silhouette of the fallen,

 Nocturnal oddity I prize.