the city's moon fixated in its peoples tics and behaviour crass and mentally fractured traction acts the loony satellite makes sway for rude construction padding our ego psychology nothing simple allowed we are all a manic reference of each other
the city weather is steered by currents of gossip withhold your info culture clutches misguiding alliances treasure your details it is your only insurance
this city it's a view to thrill but it odors me til ill ****** privacy and get undressed too much time here harbouring thirst quibbling hurt feelings signals ; Life Emitting Distress
so lock up the night city stars mar-glaring bulbs of pity-me staring about for vagrancy i flip up my hood lucent pandery eyes span the communal routes search us out merchandise and mood i turn down an alleyway and am confronted a vain and voyeuristic fan tail varieties cocktail of sales and entertainment ad lights send out sonar 'pings' wing-ed ; fencing judgement i wear pricy contacts to veil my retinas and my hood is lined with aluminium
i cough and concentrate on breath commemorate each step undertaken weaponize my walk eyes low my being is voided into guise
heading further from the city centre i can straighten from my defensive pose in amongst the dwellings the urban effect dwindles kindled instead by the dosey soup wash of streetlights delights; the holy crop of them webbing outward retching past our boundaries shored back upon natures breath (so i imagine)