City Stories
wrapped tightly around steel girders
swaying in the bones of buildings
twisted in conduits
dampened down
by the grates lining the streets
the ancient stories lie asleep
in the daylight, but—
they drift forth each evening
sitting in the porticos
stepping across the gutters
reflected in the shuttered windows
they whisper to the wanderers
who dream deep in their minds
who hold the stories within their desires
Pamela Olson, 12/6/08
Inspired by Rick Mobbs’
painting “City Lights”
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