Shylock’s Wife

Shylock’s wife looked good….. Course she did…..she’s Shylock’s wife….Blonde Shiksa in a tight dress showin’ it off…Walking among tourists…..Bryant Park shoppers….concrete lions….Midwest protestants….and Halal…..Halal….Halal…. No hands held..just shopping bags in both fists with fingers wrapped in cheesy gold…Bones made long ago…Now she was digging her’s….. Pilates….strength training…..detox this….add to the rear….take away from the tits….and […]

Incognito

Girls with black-eyes walk-by waiting for a coded door…opening for relief…. a wash….for whatever….work with me here…..time is short…. Just like a prayer….Madonna becomes McDonald’s Muzak…… hoodies rest on table-tops….. half-filled coffee cups, Sir….Sir….you cannot rest here…You have to leave, a loud Latin tongue tells, Those are the rules sir…..THOSE ARE THE RULES, she didn’t […]

Tonight

tonight the 6 train will be rode from Brooklyn to Bronx…..never getting off….an occasional nap in between poems by Dugan and dreams of Allen, Jack, and Bill….. tonight vagabonds will ask for alms as they tread through silver cars….May I have your attention?…..May I have your attention?….some will give while others think of late night […]

Bellevue Vente Norte

A Cuban bongo beat moves a frail rail of a PR to tiny Flamenco steps on Bellevue’s psyche ward…..hands clapping above his swarthy features…back straightened like a cock….this aint his first rodeo…. Over in a corner looking down at the East River…..which connects to the Hudson….then delivers us all to a land far away….an old […]

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Thank you McDonald’s for feeding the masses…… Dollar Doubles……Sausage biscuits……or…..two for three…..Two Doubles….two McChickens……two small fries…..upsale….upsale….let’s do it team….. Vagabonds wait in line with collected change………business suits buy green salads with the swipe of a card…..women prancing in Pilates pants……Parfait…..Parfait……Who ordered the Parfait……have a nice day……Next…..step up please….. Supersize……Fries……an increase in profits and waistbands…….That fucker […]

The Fort

Old queens sat upon tiled tiers in towels loosely lounging; steam poured from a pipe….. hand gestures were made as eyes roved….. young boys playing grown-up…. And then…. two…a move waiting to be moved-on…..a towel removed…revealing a stem withered….the boy voted best begins his work….yet there is no magic,Place it in your mouth, The queen […]

Nothing is Sure

Promises were made……worthless repeated words spewing from mouths with no intent….nothing genuine…..false hopes……just bar-room chatter……I’ll give you the moon…..I’ll make love to you every night…we’ll be happy….just like peas and carrots with a honey butter glaze………. these things we dream….. And talk goes away……actions committed…..love’s labors lingered…..or….was it ever love at all……maybe just two old […]