Infinite Cities

Standing without places
Rotation into phases
Neon constellations
Echoing the nameless

Cities without limit
Carpeted and endless
Quilted emigrations
Moonrise in our faces

Stay until we call it home

Distant western gazes
Swollen hearts in vases
Fugitive embraces
Packed away in cases

Comfort is a siren
Radiant and instant
Scattered by the movement
Moonrise in our faces

Stay until we call it home