Metaphors

The yellow incandescent lights Of early hours stare outward from their artificial galaxy like miniature jaundiced stars. An Exxon Mobil neon sign Emits bursts of intense red light Blinking like a tiny pulsar; Two blue-white halogen headlights flicker along a thoroughfare as rapid moving satellites. Engrossed in this imagined view looking out my bedroom window until the sun opened his eye then all but one had disappeared.