The City & I
lights and colors, zeros and ones
where the shades and shadows
the melancholy and sorrows
and those who lend and borrow
come to exist
There is only one way to capture
the sadness and the rupture
of getting time to slow down
to an almost frozen ground
with hues of muted tones
and the tint of hearth and bones
the city becomes a companion
and I no longer feel alone.
