Times Square

Flighty rustlings in the night
Gossip freely, unashamed.
Louder boomings, sonorous rumblings
Cry out proudly unrestrained.

Lightly flashing over drabness,
Neons dancing, never pausing.
Glaring brothers in the darkness
Echo deeply, colors tossing.

Paper phantoms in the roadway
Walk past briskly, almost racing.
Eyes and nose fuse into pinkness,
Souls go drifting, feet go pacing.

Brassy, sassy, painting, painted –
Panting starings, knowing frowns,
Beggars’ cups and autos’ whishings,
Sable coats, bejeweled crowns.