clamant palpitation reverberates
within towering walls,
putrid stench of degradation
befouls the feeble air
whenever the city exhales,
squalling namelessness gushing
through bromidic streets
and ever rushing time devours
any sense and never sleeps…
Thus, dull and gently acrimonious
the windowpane discloses
the embodiment of failure
to the cat on the windowsill
(RS 03/2009)