living downtown
my street, more alley
is the shortcut
to every urban pleasure
they pass beneath
the bathroom window
i keep it open
to let in out
out in
i never go
there, into the street
i can hear just fine
from here
which indie films
were the good ones
which chef ventured
too far-out
even for these
pedestrian
nouveau-riche
the last audible
measures from the
live concert
find their way
through the mesh
in my screen
i smoke cigarettes
on the toilet seat
and sing
Saturday, January 19, 2008
living downtown
Posted by blue at 3:14 PM
Labels: entry, gaudian unlimited, living downtown, poem, sprackland
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