The Eyes of the City

Cracked smiles peek out

Beneath street light halos

The hemorrhaging lights

Spew into the avenues                                 (Bleeding quiet; eerily quiet)

 

Neon lights flickering

Like a Siren gently calling

To a flesh-filled Eden, or

A demon filled Hades                                     (What’s the difference really?)

 

Booze filled harlequins

Leaning out limousines

With bunny ears and devil horns

Starving for attention                                     (Or maybe just a sandwich?)

 

Scrawled out alley ways

And screaming subways,

Open doorways, to where?

No one knows                                                   (Except the old wino)                    

 

The eyes of the city

Always following; always calling

From the back alley to the high-rise

They are always watching                            (But never forgiving; or forgetting)

Reviews

[Aleyah]

This is sweet. I love the way you describe everything in such an enthralling, unique way, fantastic job :))

[Sunni Davis]

This is really creative and well written. You have a clever view of the city.

[Chris]

chuckling here..
The asides told the tale...
I WOULD have changed one word

In the last - aside... "OR" to "just"
but that is just my sense of humour...

Take care,
Chris

[Sukriti Suki]

Interesting and very deep. Had me thinking. I always find your work and thought process very thought provoking.

[JimmyFlux]

'Except the old wino'. Haha.
I wish I could throw sandwiches at said girls.
A stylish rendition of a city very much alive.

[Complex Disaster]

Awesome job capturing the feeling of entrapment, drug into the depths of the city. Killer writing

[Kenneth The Poet]

Stunning, simply so. I really like your take on urban life.

[SinnerInspired]

One Of A Kind
Love the rhythm
Keep on writing

[Alicia Hirshey]

interseting