I love this poem and I like your part of speech. Brilliant @d-pend particularly peculiar in the present participle=> ("the looming city")

In cities like ours
Where the fish swim not
& the buildings breathe not
And the streets do not sing

It is short but striking. It begins stark and noble like an inaugural address and ends with rest and silences so lovely.

I'm gonna get a pen now and write down number 6 with than pen on paper then make a post. Rest well.