MOODY MORNING
J train lurching bleery eyes
Bushwick yawns below
tombstones are the tenement teeth
the people rubbing spray paint
out of crusty eyes
too many visions last night
tagged inside those walls
the faded hands crush
coffee cups and blink 1, 2, 3
this train is trying to get somewhere
it has some kind of will
twists its spine up out of the river
and calls the stops with a
“bing-bong”
like it’s a toaster oven or a microwave
and not some rambling mononlogue
about “how the sky and the earth
just aren’t getting along anymore”
Wake Up Brooklyn!
it’s a sausage and egg on a roll
Wake up!
the cranes all look moody
these forlorn eaters
playing with their knives and forks
at the murky counter of the Hudson River
Wake Up!
don’t ya’ know the bodegas
are winding up their bacheta music
this day is a diamond facet
concealed by clouds
Go ahead, cry your heart out Heaven!
when the doors of the train part
people drop like thoughts
and we’re having a conversation
about somewhere familiar
you’ve never been before
Ну и как Вам церемония закрытия игр? По моему, ещё хуже чем открытие.
Вот у китайцев 2 года назад было всё сделано очень очень здорово! Наверное потому, что у китайцев культура гораздо старше и богаче, чем у североамериканцев.. или дело не в этом?
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