Grime on the Big Screen

Gutters stream consciousness
Dark runs over fire escapes and drains
brim oily concepts

Traffic like viscous jam trickles
in a filmy smog
An underbelly bled its secrets

Telephone wire capillaries shimmer
phosphorescence
Human grime lit up
WRIT LARGE in cramped alley shop signs

Split neon in black puddle

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