Neon Lights and Nothing, by Daniel Simmons

The Check Cashing sign off the highway has a few letters that won’t light.

The bus clicks along the empty stretch of road,

made of neon lights and nothing.

Used car lots rise up on both sides of the road,

Their empty promises disguised in overpriced loans.

Litter gathers along the barbed wire fence,

Illuminated by the neon lights from the Adult Emporium.

Graffiti and the sign on the liquor store are the only semblance of words.

How has it gotten this bad?

In the age of neon lights and nothing.

-Daniel Simmons