Seattle Tower ( Repost April 2016)

At night
The tower looms
Over third avenue
As if Hitchcock
Has turned on a movie camera
And we are thrown back
Into black and white
87 years old,
It has never aged
Appears perfectly carved out of the hillside
Always glaring down
With twenty-seven floors
Lights flickering in and out
The intricate curve along the sides and top
Reminds me of wings
And the Seattle Tower
A gargoyle
Perching over the city
Watching the metropolis grow, shift and change
And it is uniform
A part of the city, a major organ
Pulsing energy until it glows
At night
Hanging over you, a shadow in the sky
The tower looms
And I watch the city’s ghosts
Walk in and out the front doors

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