broadway
rain pounding the heads
of the lost
leather-clad punks
glowering down 2nd street
and smith - menacing?
running numbers
another fat italian
waits in brooklyn rain
cigarette sighs of
latino girls swirling down
42nd street
third avenue
gloomy faces stalk
the afternoon gray
queens rolling by
in the blackened moonlight
you could be anywhere
before dawn
cats meowing at my bedside
lonesome and hungry
bathroom roach
i don't have the heart
to snuff you out
my contemplative tree
taken over by
thick necks in suits
hurricane winds
blowing at my shaved head
wish i had a warm hat
slouched business men
walking with gloomy steps
midtown at lexington avenue
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