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It is raining in Taipei

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  It is raining in Taipei  (A Jazz Ballad for a Warm Rainy Day) Left my umbrella folded, didn’t care Stepped into a street that shimmered everywhere Neon bleeding red and green Where the wet world makes a mirror of everything Some dressed in a ghost-white cape Life slips on by—no honk, no haste Just the rhythm on the awning And the smell of Taipei in the rain Oh, rain on the asphalt, warm and slow Where the city leans in soft and low No place to go, nowhere to be Just the rain, just the rain, just the rain and me And when I dry off and turn the key I won’t remember what I saw, you see I’ll remember how I slowed enough to feel That surrender is the only thing that’s real Shhh… just the rain… Mmm, just the rain. Yeah. Be Creative and Innovative with Knowledge John Bennett - AKA JJFBbennett , is an independent artist. You can view and subscribe to my work via  Blogger , YouTube , Flicker , Facebook , Instagram and Deviant Art .  Subscribe to JJFBbennett's private ...
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Into the Neon Night

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Seeking Refuge in the City that Never Sleeps My memories of that neon-soaked night are a strange mix of vivid and haze. The city, a labyrinth of fluorescent dreams, pulsated in a spectrum of electric hues, a sight that usually kept me awake. But that night, the lights were too bright, and I yearned for the sweet release of oblivion, a sign of my emotional exhaustion. The face in the mirror is a blur, bathed in a pink and purple glow, almost ethereal. Eyes that have seen too much, too quickly, now seeking refuge behind closed lids. It's a curious thing, this exhaustion that cuts through the neon façade, slicing through the cacophony of slot machines and raucous laughter. It's a paradox of the electrified nightlife; even the most drugged-up souls long for darkness, a momentary escape from the relentless barrage of stimuli. The irony of it all—running to the city that never sleeps only to find yourself yearning for the very sleep it shuns. The neon lights, so vibrant and alluring,...
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