The Night Watchman



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Just some images from a job I had during graduate school.

On the horizen
Venus brightly shines
The silhouette of pines and the wind
Contradicts only to remind
Me of the coming dawn.

In the yard
Trucks and cranes that burn
The ancient fire by day are silent
And cold. I protect
These monsters from the night.

When Venus moves to apex
and the sky is clear and layered
pink and light blue and deep
Azure, the world awakens.
I hurry home,
For I am the night watchman.

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