There's Always Someone

Sitting high on telephone wires
Metropolis fades beneath my feet
And billboards reach to sell me perfection
Smog and daylight and stars compete

Spray paint dreams on tar-hot roofs
Upside down skies in the summer heat
Kites from the windows, no rules in this city
The scene is my favorite song with no beat

Glitter like asphalt is strewn above
I’ve spent entire lives in this seat
But only a day, to see electric hopes
Of the urban travelers I’ll never meet

One would love a high-wireD artist like me
In this underfoot city, their lives on repeat
Just to look up, out of rhythm one day
And find the skyline and future complete

-08.11