Tuesday, January 03, 2006

I Love NY

i love New York
the sights
the sounds
the smell as
the sun hits
the street
full of sweet refuse
the night before
just fades away
and i am lost
in sweet repose
prose alive in
that tin can
on your street
sitting on the stoop
or on the roof
the awning
or the alley
i hear your rhythm
sipping my Heineken
in love
with your sleepless
carry me away
to a blissful dream
of my home
my city
my heart
my soul
i love New York