My imaginary friend

I´m pretty happy these days even if it snows and it´s dark. I´m never out taking photos when there is light and even at 12 o´clock there is no light anyway. Still I sometimes get happy when I see my small imaginary friend peeking from the wall in a dark room. He always has this crooked smile even though nobody needs him to do anything. I never know if he is happy or if he is slightly sad. It´s like he knows a secret. Like Mona Lisa.  

Cloudbusting2-5, Night of Light

All those office and parking buildings
with their bright logos and lights
Glowing in the rain
in the eternal darkness at the edge of the town
All looking for my attention
with their smart semantics and rules
Transforming in to one long endless middle aged blur
No end in sight in the night of light