Glass City

Shimmering, glimmering, twinkling and blink
or whatever other word you may think
This city of reflections
Colours disappearing and reappearing
Melding together like some Monet painting smeared by the rain
Look in one glass pane and see the reflection from another
A homeless man walks past a businessman
Universes collide
We walk with our feet firm but we may as well skip
As soon as the keleidoscope turns, all shapes and colours change
The beholders eye at the axis
Dictating the direction of spinning
See pieces of lives float by in a flash
Beep beep beep!
Awake
Lights go off
Music fades..