The flautist plays a lullaby
in the shadows
of an empty terminal.
He plays to the city
to sleep, to rest.
He dances slowly-
a delicate sway
between the musician and the city.
Slack movements as the music
took the city by the hand
for the last slow dance
of the night.
The flautist provides a ballad-
a gentle melody
that tickles the ear drums;
to vibrate down the hallways
and to muffle the screech of train breaks.
He gives the city
a backstory for the day.
The flautist gives the city-
a love story.
Poetic Trials 