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LOCATION: NYC
RECORDS: 9
LATEST RECORD: almost 2 years ago
JOINED: August 06, 2010
LOCATION: NYC
RECORDS: 9
LATEST RECORD: almost 2 years ago
JOINED: August 06, 2010
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Wily New York You led me on Promised perfect anonymity In a city of eight million, how could it be otherwise? So I traipsed about in strange costume Stole kisses in darkened alcoves Wept on the subway Went to movies alone Content that, once out of sight, I would abscond from strangers’ minds. But you threaded your streets with intricate nets. On the A train I discuss an interview The interviewer lurks nearby, unseen At the movies alone I meet a past someone With his someone new I fled small-town gossips Only to find in your streets, hard and stinking, No refuge from humans. I wondered who I might be alone in the dark But you never sleep So I learn to become in your never-blinking light. |
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