we yearn for the country but we stay in the city
too wound up
not ready yet for the great country slow down
waiting behind- 2 cars stopped beside each other
bullshitting in the middle of the road
nobody in any kind of hurry
going out of your way to let someone in
even this city has some residual slow down-  echoes
after the great iron jungle-
dc city tenements
New York
Babylon in neon
soul dancing soul
vertacle spectacle -  never sleeping
never slowing
unforgiving
blood splattered on the sidewalks
dried ***** on park benches
rats drenched in oil and filth
feeding on the bloated underbelly of the machine
Moonlight reflected off of the bright red smile
of murderers enveloped in the womb
of anonymity.
the faceless rooftop ******