It’s the time of the shadowcaster
when the streets are turning blue
and the sky becomes distant
He is frightening because
he can turn friends and lovers
into dark silhouettes
and make beauty transparent
but one should never forget
that he is the only one
who can turn
violence into whispers
and ugliness into mystery
EL SEBBO
disposable poetry 
As far as me’s concerned, the sky ‘s always been quite distant & anyway wot is not to dig about the dark silhouettes ? Everything is turnin blue dude, welkom to tha land of whispers & mystery. Welkom back home daddio. djn