NEON LIFE:DEB ANJAN DAS

I gaze at the neon glow signs
Simmering at half past midnight, in midtown
Empty buses honk and subways screech
And a lone sax player plays a melancholy note.

The bustling streets, now empty
The city wants to desperately sleep.
But the neon lights glow
Smirking at me...

I keep gazing at the neon glow signs
My eyes get dazzled and the mind fuzzy,
They suck me slowly
Like a moth to the fire.

There, they glow again,
quietly
Setting their trap.

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