How does the city function
this evening in November?
Pilotless
lights reflect in the churning Thames,
while they stand solid
overseeing arteries
pumping people.
How does the city function
this evening in November?
Pilotless
lights reflect in the churning Thames,
while they stand solid
overseeing arteries
pumping people.
Roaring chaos
pouring sticks and sounds
through red brick soaring half rounds
Fireworks crack the surface and beneath
Submerged in whirling wind.
Here our villages are joined by solitary streets.
Quiet homes
encased in flickering darkness
And social silence.
While a cat sleeps in comfort
Curled on carpet