The Shift



Bright sunlight fades
The transformation begins
Historic restaurants become dance clubs
White lights diminish
Kaleidoscopic scenes
Strobe light images
Limbs thrust outward
Shapes mix about like ingredients in a blender
Pulsing throbs scratch out elevator music
Altered by the lights or vice versa
The blender increases revolutions per minute
Some are thrown out
As continuing procedure
Twinkle lights on the brick street shut off by sunlit shadows
The morning shift arrives to save the day
Ending yet another Ybor night




R. David Paine III
2:10pm
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