in the Mist of the Night

A black man stand
amongst the shadow of this night.
Lights are so bright
..outside.
noise noise.. So much noise.
what do you see from up the balcony?
Are all just another faux luxuries?

I looked up the balcony door.
Yet you are gone
Do you even glare?
Not even to acknowledges the darkness of a moving engine.
Of course youre not.