What is the city
But exponential irony
Contrasts that conflict
Amidst multitudes of space(s)
On a skyline walkway
Leading to a hub
I veer away from an uncertain Chugger
Charity mugging with clipboards, passion, and shtick
Has become a growth industry in a city of struggles
From an elevated parking fortress
Aggressive barked commands below
Peeking reveals a river of people
Handicapped with boxing gloves
A rainbow stream of perspiring participants
Dodge cars, round a tree, sprinting away from their drill sergeant and back to doof studio
In the pedestrian mall of Murray st
Buskers leak out of summer days
Self conducting didge player
Chalk artist drawing war on the asphalt
Guitar singers clumped too close for anyone to be happy
And a golden statue sitting complacently, with a guitar, listening to the radio, while small children stare
By the train station a silent teenager
Sits silently with a homeless sign
Across from her chat a man in a suit
A lady in a sunflower yellow dress
With their sign saying
What does the bible really teach?
Is it city life to self-alienate from irony
It becomes your invisible stain
visible only to visitors
ephemeral views of liminal truth
But exponential irony
Contrasts that conflict
Amidst multitudes of space(s)
On a skyline walkway
Leading to a hub
I veer away from an uncertain Chugger
Charity mugging with clipboards, passion, and shtick
Has become a growth industry in a city of struggles
From an elevated parking fortress
Aggressive barked commands below
Peeking reveals a river of people
Handicapped with boxing gloves
A rainbow stream of perspiring participants
Dodge cars, round a tree, sprinting away from their drill sergeant and back to doof studio
In the pedestrian mall of Murray st
Buskers leak out of summer days
Self conducting didge player
Chalk artist drawing war on the asphalt
Guitar singers clumped too close for anyone to be happy
And a golden statue sitting complacently, with a guitar, listening to the radio, while small children stare
By the train station a silent teenager
Sits silently with a homeless sign
Across from her chat a man in a suit
A lady in a sunflower yellow dress
With their sign saying
What does the bible really teach?
Is it city life to self-alienate from irony
It becomes your invisible stain
visible only to visitors
ephemeral views of liminal truth
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