stumble getting off the escalator
city of garbage city of coffee cups city of rainbows
see the blackness feel the warmth plastic covered paper cup
hot sun blasting transistor nine more hours of daylight
a virgin woman and a virgin man from minneapolis, fascinated
i asked for tuna on a soft roll, goddamit a soft roll!
bluejay poised to reascend - the filthy pigeons and humans
these people are dirty i don't care about anything else but they're dirty
english speak english people used to be proud
human sounds slice of hot dog between teeth gurgle of beer down throat
behind the window pretense of reading the paper embarrassed to be alone
an old man feeding pigeons the diseased loathsome pigeons life calls to life
yes yes the baked potato is wonderful
i thought it was something good, like a steak or something
on hands and knees on the sidewalk outside mcdonalds
bus boy standing over the bum like a drill sergeant
cameras, cameras everywhere no one takes my picture
said no to six panhandlers lonely sneakers down the steps of the bart station
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2 comments:
Such a good, snapping, rhythm... And you've really brought the whole thing to life... It's as though I can actually feel your disgust whilst reading it('human sounds
slice of hot dog between teeth
gurgle of beer down throat')...
I like :)
... and the bart station was a nice touch... been there... hmmm.
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