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| Life in the Big City, Delinda Chapman |
providing shelter for all
ceding harbor to no one
reaches far and yet
gives up nothing of value
damp and pallid night
permits barely discernible
streetlight shimmer
eked out by hard pavement
its dingy reflection
tenuously glowing
within inky sea of ambiguity
offers only dull, shadowy outcome
this is how the city is
making no promises
it exists for its own end
leaving you to make your way
when the sun cautiously rises
incinerating vague reflections
of another night gone by
the city appears changeless
individual agents persevere
attempting to bring modest refinement
driven by incendiary desire
through stiff, worn soles on ebony asphalt
