I Heart New York -02/05/2008

(draft 15/07/2009)
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I heart New York,
I heart New York like pigeons in flight,
Flashing bike lights,
Never sleeping poetry slam Statton island man,
Crossed by the ferry man,
Damned,
All canned into concrete canyons,
On huge screens I stared at in Time Square,
There,
Where black clad pow-leece protect puddles of rain water,
Sorta reminded me of the poor pigs I pigged out on plates of pastrami prior,
Tire of piggy-backing this bag on my insanity overwhelming me spread thin my eyes on asphalt hungrily hunger for more-more want it raw galore encore sightseeing whore,
Doors,
Flew open me often dropping subway tokens, start spreading the news you’re my new muse I can use these views to amuse folks back home, that shit was smokin’ still choking on the spoken words I heard,
To the beat,
You can concrete me into this jungle with you caged in a zoo exhibit where I exhibit caginess all night,
On display my power animal now craves to be fed....


Hot dogs!


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-Peace


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