Energy flows through the night

Energy flows through the night
with a creative rhythm
on the smoky murmur
of a liquid velvet song.
This neglected urban dark
rests under ancient starry chaos.

Rats rustle through alley chaos.
Old lamps in a sleepless night
struggle to pierce silken dark.
Sauntering footsteps tap a rhythm
and the air breathes song
as echoes fade into a murmur.

Electric neon murmurs
spill out in cool blue chaos
through brass into song
dancing out into the night
as shadows catch the rhythm
and leap through the dark.

The air, thick with dark,
resonates with a cadenced murmur.
Alley flotsam seizes the rhythm,
buffeted on the swift chaos
of the swirling night.

A heady curling fog trembles with song.
Thirsting for dark,
the stars run away with the night,
and aging street lamps murmur
the last of their artificial chaos -
background buzzing rhythm.

High grimy ledges drip rhythm
into puddles, splashing song,
disturbing city silt, new chaos
in the living dark.
On the horizon, light murmurs.
Dew greets dawn and bids farewell to night.

In the deep rhythm of night
many voices in a chaotic murmur
drop wax song on undulating dark.

[love art poetry ]