Metal bones dropped over another clashing sounds across the night of smoky denials in a city of thieves, paupers and scholars.
Worn down and without memory, someone's father brushes off the dust of a young person's tombstone. The oblivious student bends over information into another alarm bell of insatiable chases.
Huddled in a street corner like sprites of another dark jungle, workers in uniform and hard hats share stories and spare time as if nothing else matters but this fading incomplete point in time.
Overhead looms the impending bright dangers and dim warnings being built From metals and soil into another giant promise trying to excuse itself as it rips through the city lungs, calmly abiding and seeming always ready to die or live through.