Dawn & Dusk

A dark force
Warps the landscape
Contorting architecture
Out of its shape
 
Tall trees
Are spun into spirals
Towers ripple
As if they were tidal
 
Kind faces
Glitch into sneers
And hearty laughter
Morphs into jeers
 
Light from street lamps
Are sharply deflected
Even the sun’s rays
Are being affected
 
A man walks the street
So long on his own
Unaware that this force
Acts on him alone