Bicycle lights trickle in and out of ink black streets,
the corners patrolled by golden lions.
Monolith weaved from steel and glass gazes out,
by candle light a stone Buddha sits, and sits.
Metal hide dragons rattle through skeletal wracks,
screaming into wrought iron gorges. Sentinels,
in reflection witness the great urban yonder, where lights
unfurl, and unfurl along black tar streams, flowing to the centre.
The iron wind arcs around great glass peaks,
neon dragons flail and howl below concrete monoliths.
Valleys of steel and glass gaze out over the many
rivers of asphalt, each one ferrying a multitude
of colours in every direction but the centre.
Lights blaze, abstract repetition on street sides,
the dance barely noticed. Bicycles idle over
asphalt creeks, fish scales shimmering on
a hollow lake. The night drifts, and drifts
just like that.
First picture found here: http://kipplezone.tripod.com/
Second picture found here: http://wn.com/film_cement
Third picture found here: http://xda-wallpapers.com/Abstract/Other-HQ-Resolutions/The-lights-night-silhouettes
Still loving Blade Runner.