PUSH! Screaming City

I.

PUSH!

Screaming city,

urging forward,

always forward-

in kinetic waves

EMANATE!

From that glowing

orange pit of glass

embedded

in a violet

evening

x

II.

No.

You CANNOT

force it.

There’s NO

forcing it!

x

III.

But-the edges

of your fabric soul

collide with trees

on a breeze

through an asphalt

maze intent with

dark weathered

tunnels to

DROWN!

You in its

depths.

x

IV.

But-silver tracks

PAVE!

paths to

green’s trapeze.

bodies lithely twist,

teams selectively enlist,

in feet conditioned for

shoes.

lungs subjected to

smoke.

eyes meant to

WATCH!

x

V.

As whispered

commentation

beckons you

in many-languaged

tongues to

LICK
the skyline

and taste its glory.

VI.

But you cannot

force it

into LUMPS

of hasty description.

You’re so close!

In the static light

of five ‘o clock.

You cannot

force it

into CHUNKS of words

to drip meaning

for one,

for only one:

somber soul you read it to

like it was actually a poem.

 

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4 responses to “PUSH! Screaming City

    • Thank you for reading! I’ve been thinking about and writing this one for a few days and finally decided to post this morning in my morning writer angst haha. I appreciate you continuing to read 🙂

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