Before me I see a left and a right
and neither will advertise either as best.
However, I've certainly come here tonight
not by the virtue of having guessed right.
I haven't guessed right but I'm right to have guessed.
Before me I see a city that glows
with patches of darkness between pins of light.
Behind I recall, as in its death-throes
a sunset more brilliant than pins can compose.
And yet it gives way every day to the night.
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