absolutely shaken
stirred teeth clenched
absorbed in the absurd
decor
skyscrapers woo me still
such a naive city girl
drunk off urban fantasies
like Tokyo
Paris
Sao Paulo
chic cafe silver spoons
slither through
collected clutter of artifacts
ambassadors of a world
not mine
welcomed by a gray
glistening sidewalk
daunting
faceless stress survivors
float by in
designer uniforms
as traffic screaches
developers debate
silence is seldom heard
buildings
boxy like
my incubator
its lights always blinking
with sounds as familiar
as my own heart beat
metropolitan music
springs from it all
thin dreams
of the power to stop
these ghosts for
a second
of fame
haunts us
as we click clack
to our offices
drab disposable
everythings
asserting dominance over
the microscopic world
sanitized
by our negligence
to the living
sublimation of humanity
by chain gang
executives
on the brink of social suicide
robbed by insurmountable anguish
direct deposited into
banks with names like
wach ovia
i can't take it
the city still sings
A commercial
