City During The Night

A CITY,

of lines, grids, felines, kids, wraps and spars;

red walls, front crawls, traffic crawls, owls fight

the shifting darkness.

They don't relay information fast enough

park benches that grown men call a great lay down and rest you've obviously been around too long

but have forgotten why in half the normal time.

Speed skaters, pond skaters,

Jesus walks on water and then washes his feet.