Night does not fall on a city
That sports sunglasses at night.
It crawls as the centipede
A hundred legs at a time.
The curtain draws, lights go on,
Distractions gain traction;
The greatest show on earth
Welcomes the main attraction.
It's all about you none other,
Moment to seize not ponder.
Won't remind you what matters,
It's not time to be somber.
With things to do, places to be,
Photos and comments to post.
Better boorish than bored,
City lights beckon, time to go.
DionWorx
New York Minutes:
A series of poetic insights and perspectives, viewed through the looking glass of a native New Yorker.
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