Chicago's Scene

tad bit abstract

Red rusty winds mopping from a ciggar
Crimson city melting from sin's sweaty street lamps
Swinging alive on black magic dance
tasting a-rhytim poems from Nueva Orleans
Sonic disgust speaking of proletariat
sexual demency coughing fractured
and albion aching addicted to chaos
as if facing random encounters with rapture
Chicago's scene dusting arcadien dreams