Excellent job of painting New York as a mouth, it’s streets a cavernous throat.
Do you remember or did you read my piece, Thin Gloom? I used only the letters/words found in moonlight, explaining what moonlight is to me. I see words differently.
In yours, you may not be aware, a secret pattern my friend, of 72 open mouths, hungry for food, 72 o’s needing a bight. I saw this repetition, it’s the beauty of how I see a long train of words. Your subconsciousness has it’s hand in this too, it shows.