City Sleeps 2

The street lights dim-down,

Draining both sight and sound.

With wet dew on the ground,

No one awake within the town.

The pothole-ridden roads,

Filled with dirt and mold.

After the summer heat-

Enter the winds so cold.

Whispering through the leaves,

Moonlight glimpses on the street.

Gray fog draped like sheets,

As the sidewalk sleeps.