but oh so heavy
after back
from 75¢
shit pen
a bodega roll
back to
brits and
brit music
"we just
got engaged
tonight"
had to
ocean cross
fo that shit?
ha, ain't
necessity
but really
ain't shit
sorry bout that
y'al look oh
so lovely
you lot
please forgive
dark corner
sittin
beer and shot
drinkin
bitter cynic
"can i see
some id please?"
this the kind
a place
strangers
stagger in
nearly missin
bouncer id check
but they's
always comin
back to hearty
laugh and flash
light click
cause this
the LES
c'aint be
none too
careful bout
that sort
a thing
and it is here
that i ask you
have you even
been
to New York City?
have you walked
its majestic
unnecessary streets?
bodega clad
coffee in bag
cigarette street
walkers
waving you in
pushing you
back and then
pulling back
in again
a phone check
(cause i can
do that now)
tells me
nonsense
to go home
sweet sweet
home
i'll just go
the way i've
learned
the way
i know
through trains
track crossin
down over
just a little
bit around
past murder story
tellin cigarette
makin up to
elderly folk
infirm tryin
to get inside
and it is here
that i ask you
have you even
lived
in New York City?
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