City of Gods

This city is a peak, a trough,
a mountain, a valley,
a lifeline of light and shadow raised up
by plate tectonics. Lights spread below,
the buzzing circuit of a colossal
computer, a motherboard,
a filthy birthing pool.

Commercial, residential, industrial;
bound together by ties of desire,
rarely sated but never forgotten.
Roads and highways pulsate
with specks of light like lifeblood;
thrums of energy throb back and forth,
fuelling the pulse of the night.

In the storm there is silence, in fragments.
Up above, angels pass by, watching ominous
clouds form together and disperse.

Find Anton Rose at antonrose.com or on Twitter @antonjrose

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