Thursday, September 9, 2010

A collaboration: 2 for 1

the city streets are bursting with rhythm
insanity and pleasure mixed in a bonnet
the rapping of heels on asphalt stone, a constant irregular beat
drumming out the sound in the eardrums of whispers
winds begin to howl, screaming to the music
virgin eye have heard their demise
lights, a rebel trumpet breaks the rhythm, but only briefly
as if the seekers heard no thunder their dance continues
bushes dance, swaying in silent lawns
STOP! Scream the women but the roars are loud enough.
persistent drums and winds play, like no word was spoken
The drones of mankind continue their rant.
the city sleeps for no one

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