City In Motion Poem by Lydia Martin

City In Motion



Wheels of motion
Flirt through streets of lust,
Denying direction and thrusting forth.
Uncharted senses taking hold of metallic shards.
Gaudy signs of noodle propaganda
Light the eye of the tiger within.
Endless lines of pigmented constellation
Without pause or consolation.

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