No Town

Superficial layers of human exhibition For my sins Concrete at extreme levels of heat For black rainbows Tenebrous hate in the down-looks upon the skin No towns warm No cities tender No town at all Remembering centuries in a small room Reliving the last hour The cold chance of death - it passes too quickly As does the sting of paradise Skating over and over the same circle of ice No towns warm No cities tender No town at all