end of day, december sun, takes me back.
in the blink of an eye new monoliths of nothing appear, empty bodies without souls & feeling, gleaming on day becoming ghosts when nighttime’s coming.
when light will dawn and sun will fade, darker than the darkest night, shadows outshine the lost bodies.
seeing the whole world in transparency, being grabbed by invisible forces, we can’t escape it.
suspended amidst the chaos, high-rise as streetlight, guiding greedy minds toward profit.