the Christian Scientists leave a light on their illuminating texts all night...

Everything else lies under the standardised yellow-brown colour of the street glow, except for the neons and the cash machines.

taking the same trip at night as i have done twice in the light in the last 24 hours, a freshly burnt out car on Hutchison street.

the not quite dark yet dark blue sky
clouds no longer white

the empty worm casing of the U escalators (out of order)
The Ruchill car stealer's graffiti
orange lights on the bridge

albino kids in basements wide eyed television
double parking
security doors
the smell of bins in the close