Living Nothing

by LifeOnMarsGirl

Sherlocks stealth whilst catching criminals is legendary, just a short poem study about the sights he notices when catching his adversaries, enjoy:)

Living Nothing

Neon lights flash bright against a background

Streets flash back and forth filled with surround sound

The silence of the darkness is taken away

By the shining lights darkened by the day.

Silent creatures stalk their unfortunate pray

Predators rip and tear at the flesh of their quarry

Darkness covers the moonlight streets

Visceral puddles turn stagnant with the unrelenting heat

Concrete gives no forgiveness from the night

Under the pale shimmer of the effulgent light

Indulgence lets the shadows creep by unseen

Opulence releases the dimness on the screen

Under the shade of the streetlights alone

Creeping softly on his way home

Neon lights flash against a background

Streets flash back and forth, filled with surround sound.