commuting

the city looms ahead towers in the haze
seem magic castles set in a fairy-tale
at sunset the skyscrapers seem ablaze

we know the essence of these autumn days
when the long heat at last begins to fail
the city looms ahead towers in the haze

the cloud that at the tops of buildings plays
drops rain into the streets as sirens wail
at sunset the skyscrapers seem ablaze

the breeze that startles us out of our daze
seems fresher somehow not quite as stale
the city looms ahead towers in the haze

we skirt the puddles smile at the brief rays
avoid the wetness beaded on the rail
at sunset the skyscrapers seem ablaze

we move as if our sense were out of phase
the zephyr seeming as a promised gale
the city looms ahead towers in the haze
at sunset the skyscrapers seem ablaze