Clandestine midnight:
in luminiscent impressions
hidden streets, in serenity
Of grapevines:
drenched in jet vacuums:
the fruitful miniature
in surrealism
or lianas:
not the Mosques's parasites,
or stray cats toys
it's the gateway of meditation,
or perhaps strings of peace?
Of elevators -
the never-ending carriage driver
amidst Bourbon street-esque fantasies
and property agents:
wide-eyed, in scorching suits and dresses
persuading clients with their dried saliva
and I,
drinking another coffee
in a poetry hiatus.
Author notes
Streetscapes: Mid Levels (Caine Road), Hong Kong
Please bear in mind with my lack of poetry vibe.
Streetscapes is my mini-project in May - June, this series is a fusion between architecture/urban geography and literature. I will try creating a surrealistic/mesmerizing atmosphere of streets/landscapes. It's not cliche buildings, but the corner shops/streets that are often ignored
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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to be completely honest i did sens the "lack of poetry vibe"
now dont get me wrong this is a very good piece...there's just smtg missing...i'm sure it's not done yet right ?
kisses..
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