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Poetry is just the evidence of life. If your life is burning well, poetry is just the ash. Leonard Cohen
Showing posts with label I love NY. Show all posts
Showing posts with label I love NY. Show all posts

Saturday, December 10, 2011

City

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Tunnel
vision opens 
grey monsters towering
torn tenements
evil intents
tense movements
quick quick quick
can't stop 
can't look at map
tourist trap
don't get trapped
don't smile
don't make eye contact
don't get conned
don't get
beat beat beat
Pulse of the city beats
faster and faster
feel the blood throb
flash mob
flash flesh
fresh flesh
walking the street
looking to score
looking to scare
looking scared
scarred
looking
looking
City don't care.

submitted for Thursday Think Tank 77, the City, at Poets United

Saturday, September 24, 2011

NJ Transit

Early morning
New Jersey Transit
137 into
the City
Suburban grandmas
shellacked nails, hair
lunch, shop, show
Young girl
facade cracking
running mascara
smeared lipstick
black eye
concealer can't
conceal
crying, cursing into
bejeweled cellphone
Drunk nods
says, "That's right"
looks for cigarette stubs
asks for change
Cold water restroom
no towels
Waiting
for the bus to
take us
somewhere else.

Sunday, August 14, 2011

Neon and Black

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Drag queens in full bloom
Urban hip black shed for black
Spring in NYC