The Metal City Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

The Metal City



The metal city
Runs rivers through
The clouds
At night
When all be sleeping:
Then
In to the dawn
in to the morning
Back to earth
Feet to ground
The usual chores and
Mores
The usual rotes
Routines
The Metal City.

Sunday, December 28, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: city
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