My vertical city

Vertical vignettes of a city made of steel and bone in skyward appartments where vertigo’s a feature because the earth saw mother moon and said I want to reach her, but still trying to trawl the ocean to cause more commotion underneath, you see, in the city street we don’t miss a beat when we’re brawling with mother Nature’s branches but instead of peaceful improvement we started a movement for all the voices of the all stars to be made into monsters and go behind bars.

But be clear, this is my vertical city and we shoot for the stars and our intention is prevention even if the action’s sub par, but the streets I know will learn to grow and and the paved rivers will flow far.