Urban Emptiness
Luminance is a bad thing
We should realize this
Rip the hills into torn land
Smash into the wall of red in front of me
Creepy voices?
The sun spirals out over the chain-link fences that scream our names to reach it
The sun glows orange and consumes this former darkness
Giving a little bit of much needed light to this former urban emptiness,
Reflecting off the dull walls and industrial shapes and columns to turn everything we see into what looks like paradise