It's dark out here

Fall has arrived, bringing colder weather and the ever-earlier falling of night.
For some reason (hmmm, let me guess) every flood and motion-detector light
in our general area - the Inferno, the tattoo place, Mether Roger's neighborhood
the abandoned theater and our common alley - no longer works.
This leaves our 'back yard' in a pool of blackness
that makes us jumpy and fearful; willing to go out back
for a smoke only if we go as a group.
Prior to leaving every night, I have to check the doors,
including the back one. Usually I just turn try the lock,
but last night I opened the door and stepped out onto the walkway
just in time to hear this float over from next door:

"Hey, man... you know, uh....
I would love to shed some light on your situation dude,
but in case you haven't noticed, it's DARK out here motherfucker."


amen to that.


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