Night Feed Poem by Alan Gilbert

The city's heart beats through the night
The arteries still oozing blood,
That trickles through the urban streets
To meet the dawn and be a flood.

The hangers from the twilight clubs
Dance homeward in the dizzy street,
And sluggish dregs on subway trains
Rub bleary eyes and trampled feet.

The mewing of romancing toms
Gives voice to jealous backyard dogs,
While in a garret, bleary eyed
A bedsit hack is feeding blogs.

The night watch on the juggernauts
Are owl eyed and diesel fumed,
As thousands dream their way towards
Another day to be consumed.


Copyright© Alan Gilbert 2011.