Monday, September 08, 2008

Poem - new york

we are all just
passing through here
stock brokers
cops street preachers
bums tourists
devils saints and
sinners

"i'm in new york
for god's sake"
5th and w 33rd
the only cost
for that cigarette
is a story you're
happy to tell me
in the form of a
diatribe fable &
cautionary love-
song

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