The city breaks <br />Silences din <br />Subways hover <br />Noise below <br />Horn's play to <br />A different drum <br />While traffic slowly <br />Flows in a hum <br />Man hole covers <br />Steam the chill <br />Of a wet and frigid <br />Eve <br />Concrete sidewalks <br />Split in space <br />As from work all <br />Executives leave <br />Hailing down a cab <br />In the City <br />Can prove a difficult <br />Task at best <br />Foot traffic and <br />Bicycle riders <br />Make up most all <br />Of the rest <br />And as the sun <br />Completely sets <br />The Neon colours <br />The streets <br />The bright lights of <br />Manhatten gleam <br />As the Big Apple <br />Prepares for: <br />Happy Hour Treats<br /><br />Theodora (Theo) Onken<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/and-the-city/
