Noire.

Its just one of these nights.

I am down by the docks. like so many times before.

I love to be here at night, especially nights like these.

Especially after days like these.

I check my watch.

Its a clear October night, and its starting to get colder.

I breathe in, nothing like the cool air coming with fall, i breathe out.

Leaning against the railing i see the city skyline reflected in the water. All those lights in a starless night.

I check my watch.

I do this often.

I'm reflecting on my day and take a swig from my flask.

Cold liquid going down like oil, lighting a fire in my guts.

Something to battle the cold.

I check my watch.

I like to look at it.

Its an old watch.

Silver case pocket watch.

I snap it shut and open it again.

The city lights reflect in its case.

I like its weight in my pocket and i like how it feels in my hand.

I check it often, but its not about time.

I take another swig from my flask, the cold is starting to get to me.

I love nights like this.

Fall.

Not summer anymore.

Winter just around the corner.

Like me.

I look at the engraving on the case.

I'm not a spring chicken anymore, although i still have some bite, winter is just around the corner.

Just like Fall.

I look at the seconds hand, ticking away.

Like it has for so many years.

Just like me.

How long will it go on i wonder?

I take a look at the rusty wreck of an old car behind me.

Proper care it will surely tick to a hundred.

Will I be ticking still then?

I take a look at my flask.

Probably not.

I take another swig.

I check my watch.

Sometimes I wonder.

Who will it belong to once I'm in the dirt.

Will they think about who owned it before?

Is that what immortality is all about?

I trace the engraving with my fingers.

Who am I to judge.

In the water is see my reflection.

I take of my hat and run my fingers through

my hair.

Silver hair now.

Yeah right, immortality.

I chuckle, put my hat back on and take another swig.

I check my watch one final time and put it back in my breast pocket.

Its just one of these nights

Hey crunchers, sorry I couldn't sleep and was bored so I sat down and did this. I'm neither a professional in writing or photography as you may see, also I'm not a native English speaker, I just thought you might enjoy to read something different every once in a while :).