Fridgle › Archive › No. 18 faint decibels wouldn't rush her faint decibels wouldn't rush her
traffic amphitheatre beats concrete
soft from playing
these towering districts hustle gleam flicker ‑ing
neon signs taper down endlessly
faint decibels wouldn't rush her
traffic amphitheatre beats concrete
soft from playing
these towering districts hustle gleam flickering
neon signs taper down endlessly
More poems from this day faint traffic notwithstanding
these concrete amphitheatres gleam endlessly
wouldn't her towering growth beat soft ‑er straight
neon signs flickering
traffic rushing endlessly
towering concrete beats down
her growth wouldn't hustle
signs brightly flicker down
concrete gleams neon
playing brightly
some towering concrete wouldn't beat her
endlessly flickering neon signs notwithstanding
from these towering neon signs
endlessly gleam ‑ing
some faint flicker