Listen to this Dark Shining Diva We Call a City, Sing
©2012 Marcus James Christian, marcusunlimited.
Listen to this dark shining diva - we call a city - sing.
The architecture of which shines, beautifully narcissistic.
It demanded that is skin be made of reflective, obsidian black,
so it could sing to itself in its own mirrored image.
This city, is much more natural than a first glance might reveal.
It is protection, it is sustenance, it is shelter, from so many storms.
Heavy rains are merely performances.
Puddles are cymbals to be played by petite raindrops,
and grand, fast vehicles,
speeding past puddles till they splash in cyclonic shapes.
The shining vehicles are works of art themselves.
Pistons are relentless players of power,
pushing on through the air,
through the corridors,
into the wings of some great stage, somewhere.
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