Salford, 8th April 2019
It’s not as if an alien were
looking for a landing spot or
leading lights of theatre were performing outside
under portable stage lighting –
moon looks on in awe – as halogen lighting casts
instant brightness down the street
night time glow falls over housing
as orbs of light create silhouettes and shadow
the sky seems brighter somehow
its like the brightness has hidden all the stars
overhead – outside, some place there’s satellites flying
note though – with all the light – you can’t see them
The Inkwell 