On a cluttered Queens
balcony he stands, watching
the complex decay.
Morning in LeFrak City
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On a cluttered Queens
balcony he stands, watching
the complex decay.
On a cluttered Queens
balcony he stands, watching
the complex decay.
Just over five months
This one four hundred fifty
Art or wasted time?
Today J begins
flying not yet a driver
the sky’s the limit
Dreams of Oscars like
sugarplums dance in their heads.
Hollywood’s Christmas.
Kid in candy shop
I dab on product in search
of my true colors.
TV morphs into
loser land infomercials
for acne weight loss
Drove to the city
to shop eat sushi buy fun
things that make us smile.
Her breath sounds like the
whistle of distant trains bound
for lands beyond dreams.
I go into the
booth knowing the past, making
the future my choice.
Dawn the breath of a
new day paused when night exhales
sunrise dimmed by fog.