the city's veins are neon slivers,
puncturing converging planes
where lambent eyes flow past in rivers,
the city's veins,
beneath it all a plastic passion,
the haute couture, the pop-up fashion,
beneath it all,
indulgence chokes the avaricious,
mirrors masked by scented smoke
allure to something cold and vicious,
the urban sprawl of fallen virtue,
lights and sounds invite, enthrall,
priorities of life desert you,
the urban sprawl,
the city's veins, beneath it all
indulgence chokes the urban sprawl.
This is a form I created myself, entitled Form 27a (it took me that many attempts and I might improve it). The form uses alternating meter and feminine syllabic end-rhyme as well as a mandatory internal rhyme in line one, used as a refrain for the crowning line.
ABABa where 'a' is the refrain of the first four syllables of line one.
With a syllable count such as this, the poem can begin with iambic meter and roll on seamlessly until the end without missing a beat. This way, the poem switches from iambic to trochaic meter line by line, thanks to the odd syllable count.
See what you think. Feedback welcomed. Criticism, too.