Poetry / Sacred City (Analysis)
Startling revelations of the worst type
Cordite in the heavy and exhaust laden, stifling summer air
Clanking and raking of stiletto heels
Running to nowhere on caked metal fire escapes
Muffled sex through paper thin walls
Pacifiers on grimy floors
The infant wails
Maury Povich says “goodnight”
Two floors up, Estachio is not behaving as his name suggests
While Chiara’s world goes dim through swollen eyes
Scraping table legs scratch over curled linoleum
The glass of Cavit Pinot ‘02 shall not be drunk now
Putrid stench oozes from the dumpster
Cardboard mattress readied for the night
As the stealth and unseen arrive home
Having been nowhere again
The cosmopolites know all the sounds
Dread and carefree settles on hollow souls
In this sacred and holy place
Of the squalid lives that are lived.
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Very nice work, like the layering, feels like a camera moving, only with words. Very fluid, and visual. Last line is the worst which should be the better. Bury a bad line in the middle, not at the end. Not loving “squalid” as a word.
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