Just like Christmas lights
The street lights turn on and off every second
The night guard of the bank has fallen asleep
Hiding his eyes behind those big eyeglasses of his
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u wrote a great poem and its very good too. so keep on writting ok. u have a good.......... u know its me judy
Nice graphic poem; it reads like a dream sequence and it neatly ends with a dream. Am not sure if I'd like to ride my bike down that street though with guys driving cars without lights :)