Poem – Streetlights

On the long dark road
surrounded by tall trees
we slowly passed zombies
standing like burnt out streetlights.

Surrounded by silence
except the tires on asphalt
they did not move or
blink while we stared.

Hours later we still
were uncertain if they were real
or forgotten nightmares
emerging as signs.

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