the depths of some minds seem a cacophony of noise & light
luring folks far into their most obscure alleyways.
but the belly of mind bellows out
over roaring city trains,
greasy city talk,
over wailing babies,
church sermons & televised profits.
over the echoed percussion of change rattling the bottom of cups,
over the clamour of blue & white collar urbanites
stepping over & on one another during their treks
to & from warp’s center.