Observation – November 5th, 2020, Tuesday

Coffee on the terrace of the penthouse

Morning on 49th Street, Radio City

Rockefeller Plaza, a few hundred feet away

Columns of concrete, glass and steel push up into the powder blue sky

Green-copper spires reflected in mirrors one thousand feet tall

Their soft patina wavering in the sunlight

A curious pigeon comes to greet me

The sounds of the city are pressing

A steady drone of HVAC permeates the atmosphere

Sirens wail and saws whine, over the drone of engines

As the arhythmic clang of steel on steel fills the air with hollow waves

While all around me hammers fall

The city hums with a ghostly bustle

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