The city’s sprawl enthrals my mind
A cloak or shawl of diamond light,
The jewels flickering, never-ending.
A developer’s mistake, government’s nightmare,
The spawner of the daily commutes
Beeping horn, the daily flare
Is tonight to me a signal, the vast city’s
On my wavelength as I search
For a familiar channel: an ex,
Potential lover, old friend
They are out there in the black air
The orange and yellow lightness of it.
Perhaps there’s a light that’s flickering
Its own uncertain signal, trawling through
Fuzz and mazes of noise, coming towards me?
The city’s a friend tonight on the search
For the meaning of blackness, the refuge
Of those incandescent blots in between;
Like a dream that sparkles but dims when the morning comes.
Seán O Muiríosa
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/city-night-fm/
