Bristling with people.
Bustling with noise.
Brilliant with lights.
It's city bright.

Streets stream with sold-off gold.
And each new corner rewards the bold.
It's so loud.
A machine with no 'off'.
Or stand by.
Humming and roaring from now,
forever,
from then.

Sights layer paint searching eyes.
And ears listen for silence beneath the noise.
Looking for flow in traffic lights and fountains.