Guide, please explain the scene.
It is tangled colours, jumbled like a dream.
A petrol-slick of possibilities
Not unlike the sun through screwed-up eyes.
Graffiti leaps out from the walls
There’s light and shadow, shape and form
The architecture’s come alive
Touch the concrete here, it’s warm
It’s evening now, the golden hour
Oh quick, you’ve got to shoot!
You’ve hardly any eyesight left.
The composition’s up to you.