Phantasm Avenue [Free Verse]

Bleary-eyed drunks
 stagger down the street;
Eyes drawn to
 orbs of color,
Looking up,
 the lanterns become
  planets.
Spinning spheres of
 vertiginousness
  that send tipsy chappies
   face first into terra firma.

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