Deaths night walk

In the city of millions
Each step on the pavement resounds in the chill 
Each stars gleams as trembling hands stroke the air so 
Silent community stands 
No chattering television quibbling of money 
No voices consume the night
Darkness swallows the piteous office lights  
Chattering teeth sound as Mini drums 
Across the death wedded boulevards 
A breath so crisp as to be a scream
I have taken in spite of all
In the city of millions 
Where corpses whisper 
Death, she, wander lonely