Red Sunset

 Red sunset in the city of dreams

All is not what it seems

Distorted shadows in the afterglow

No rivers flow

In this distant land

Help is close at hand

To distort your mind

And misinterpret all you find

Strange views

A mixture of reds and blues

Secrecy and decoding

Solemnity and foreboding

Numbers run through your head

You reach 100 and then you are dead

(inspired by Glass City by Kolja Tatic)