City Nights

The city lives.
It breaths in and out
with the flight of metal monsters
with the flow of people walking, sitting, talking
beneath gray skies that never see stars

The buildings tower.
They lean over wide roadways,
offer scant shelter to the denizens of the slick streets
offer scant solace by their blank, gray faces
by the dim glow of smog and twilight..

Ah, but the beauty of their multitudes
glimmering in the dark of city nights.
They shine like gems in a movie star's tiara.
They rise in the darkness to pay homage
to the heavens they obscure with their might.