Crowded streets below
Churning bodies jostle
Brushing past unaware
Focused on destination
Constant motion
Turning and swirling
A silent dance
Roads like patchwork
Vibrant blanket of colour
Dulled by smog
Lights gleam, unmoving
Yellow and red
Brightness obscured
By hazy fumes
Street lamps sparkle
Glowing golden orbs
Float over the crush
A bustling horde
Illuminated by
Dainty fairy lights
Guiding passage
Shops filled with riches
Eye catching displays
Entice treasure hunters
Dance interupted
Store bound
They twist
Weave like ribbons
Swooping lower, jarring
Chaotic melody arises
Guttural drumming
Growling engines
Trumpet horns shriek
Jabbering rabble
Recoil skyward