Walking in the garage at night

Bright, blue, fluorescent lights
flickering in the garage
Chase the encroaching dark
from the gleaming white walls

Bright yellow arrows,
guiding left and right
through multitudes of ramps,
racing up, then down

Gleaming, metallic monsters
shut down for the night
Their predatory engines
silenced for a while

Grumbling thunder echoes
Rainwater gushes through the pipes
Dark, dripping leaves, mourn their kin
Lying afoot, trampled by the rain

And I walk amidst it all, reflecting,
savoring the day gone by
Finding my moment of solitude
In a classic, urban, site.