Twilight Loneliness by Takato's Dreamer (rainytears)

a/n: I just happened to be reading a page of "The Great Gatsby" when this poem popped into my mind. I could picture Spike as the narrator of the novel talked about lonely city nights, jazz clubs, and warm summer nights spent alone in the big city. This free-form poem captures (hopefully) the lonely essence of a cowboy in outer space, especially Spike.

Disclaimer: I don't own Cowboy Bebop. Some really awesome dude does.



Read this poem as you picture the jazz era... especially listening to Bebop music!



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The stars are distant tonight

Above the city streets

The world it turns beneath my feet

And the lights just move on past me

My only friend it seems right now is loneliness

Yep, no one else will listen to me.



The golden lights and billion people

Blend and move and keep on going

I'm still looking for a face I know

For someone exactly like you

But now all I got is loneliness



Summer nights all alone

Club after club and I can't stop thinkin'

Of that old song same playing again in my ears

The jazz of twilight loneliness,

The sound of city streets at night.


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end notes: hmm...... thoughtful, sad, it's the essence of Cowboy Bebop. And Spike ^-^ Review if you liked this free-form thingie. I enjoyed writing it ^-^