The vibration of sympathetic strings

Disturbing oxygen atoms in the humid night

Below, the cacophony of humanity

Beats a tattoo for the soaring melodies

The raga of the metropolis

Articulated with train horns

Lovers spats

And racing ambulances

On the gilded musical wings I soar

Far above the airport approach pattern

And the glittering streetlights below

Straight to sonic moksha 

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