The City

The City Brazen horns protest each others presence Steam rises from beneath the tarnished streets Taxis tease with flags that say "off duty' And in the shadows grifters ply their trade A cacophony of smells assault the senses Windows dressed up to seduce the eye Breezes brush against you with a stale breath Cracked sidewalks yielding to your tread Isolation in a sea of people Buildings clinging tightly to each other Sirens scream the news of unknown victims The city owns your soul, it lives inside