In front darkness, speeding, deafening clatter, rambunctious movement.
Lights peek into the permanent night.
Surprises turn and swing.
Unaccustomed speed, relaxing and fulfilling.
Behind being, lit by fluorescent flicking, still live debris, nothingness staring.
No less clear although past.
Advertising impresses life.
Questions unanswered,
The future becomes the past apparently without notice to the present.
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