new things, just old things in a different light, when something has been there forever, walked down, taken for granted, and then one night, the lights go off, and it's a completely different street, the darkness which swallows, like one big alley, lights from yonder window breaks, high rises bookend perspectives, and it's so different, like it was never there, a matter of perspective, a change of lighting, burnt out bulbs, whatever it is, it's not a change of scenery, it's not a completely different place, not a new city, not a foreign country, but here, right there, down the block, right there, for 5 years and counting, right there. and i never knew it.