Sunday, 10 April 2011

City

The atonal cacophony somehow melded into a rhythmic mesh of the familiar big-city street-side scape song. The vertiginous walls of skyscrapers and sun slabs punctuating through blue sky gaps. The dervish whorl. The syncopated beat of computer-controlled traffic lights, the co-ordinated flows of traffic by foot and by wheel. Preoccupation, occupation and on the up and on the down-and-out. The second hand pushes to compete with the beat of many watches and time is essential but without essence.

1 comment:

  1. ... and the beat goes on... perfectly pitched

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