Neon Light Heartbeats

my head rests
on the balustrade
as i watch
the ashes
of my cigarette
scatter to the wind

i can feel your presence
through the walls

after glow
naked skin

i listen to the city’s
murmurs
while the neon lights flicker
like the collective heart beat
of a people
who survived

and all i can think is
what a glorious time
this is
to be alive