Thursday, February 9, 2012

THERE GOES THE NEIGHBORHOOD

Let’s get basketball, let’s get skateboards
let’s get girls, and a band

In the Goodwill Outlet young sweatshirt
grandmother feels the sequin blouse,

Beaded belt, moon grafitti
little schizo fez dictator barks nonsense

Whatever makes you feel like the boss, right?
Legacy city, marsh canopy

PA systems and greenrooms at the market –
you want tacos? What are your needs?

Bank teller raccoon eyes with a
cat named Thunder and a thing for hello kitty

All the million types of coffee
a few good spots for neighbors

2 AM closing time, but once in a special while,
we get drunk on sun.

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