A weak sun rises over scattered cars
that drive into a new day, as last night's
lost revellers totter out of bars
and clutch their aching heads. Formerly of stars,
the sky now plays hosts to slim streams of fog
and smoke. Early trains glide in from afar,
surrounding themselves in grey veils of smog.
Curtains open, letting new light in,
and traffic murmurs a morning prologue.
These mumbles grow into a screaming din,
and soft trails of smoke become alarming scars -
but as the early city beauty starts to thin,
the mayhem fades. Although the streets are marred,
a night of healing turns over new cards.