the symphony of streetlights

new york is fast approaching madness,
beautifully distant but a bright red
bloodstream, disconnected and
stumbling, splashing puddles of color
on shoestrings, at midnight.

new york is the first step on the way
to forever. an eyeful of wanderlust
singed by fire. drowning in its drinking,
sleeping while standing, at midnight.

new york is sketched on napkins,
a kaleidescope of silence, bleached out
by the sun. gasping for its gloaming,
a fishbowl of daydreams, swimming
with the streetlights, at midnight.