Lures, the City
Like a jewel, faceted,
Fastened into a golden ring
Precious, rare, brilliant
Misunderstood, envied, hated
Now given to mayhem
Spattered with grease and grit
Undone, lost
By the lies, swarming, borne, slung.
Dust clings to many, aware and unaware
A large knotted rope appears and
Dismemberment certifies itself
As the jewel molds to a new setting
Shifts, the City.
