New York City Hard Time Blues (Miguel Pinero Poems)
NYC BluesBig time time hard on on me bluesNew York City hard sunday morning bluesyeahJunkie waking upbones ache trying to ...
NYC BluesBig time time hard on on me bluesNew York City hard sunday morning bluesyeahJunkie waking upbones ache trying to ...
beside me in this gardenare huge and daisy-like(why not? are notoxeye daisies a chrysanthemum?),shrubby and thick-stalked,the leaves pointing upthe stems ...
I could be the waitressin the airport restaurantfull of tired cigarette smoke and unseeing tourists.I could turn into the never-noticed ...
And this, ladies and gentlemen, whom I am not in factConducting, was his office all those minutes ago,This man you ...
White fog lifting & falling on mountain-brow Trees moving in rivers of wind ...
You do not always know what I am feeling.Last night in the warm spring air while I wasblazing my tirade ...
Pottering around the stage, a hyperactive ancient in his own backyard - independent of the band it seems. Disrhythmic shuffling ...
A web of sewer, pipe, and wire connects each house to the others. In 206 a dog sleeps by the ...
beside me in this garden are huge and daisy-like (why not? are not oxeye daisies a chrysanthemum?), shrubby and thick-stalked, ...
No smoke without you, my fire. After you left, your cigarette glowed on in my ashtray and sent up a ...
Don't walk away, Renee, I'm just getting warmed up your body is like a river and I'm going to swim ...
The last of day gathers in the yellow parlor and drifts like fine dust across the face of the gilt-framed ...
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