RANDOM WORDINGS

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MEANDERTHAL MAN

 

that cup of coffee kicks in

wake up call for the lost man

forget all last night’s sins

 

dimensional thought

hindered in time

unheard of days

& nights of dreams

 

Pounding the pavement

in Manhattan

slipping into East Village

check out scene

at Nuyorican;

pass Hell’s Angels

with trepidation;

soft footsteps

prancing past

 

little flower held

in delicate tender hand

of Japanese girl

New York, New York

but getting sick of the song

and all the mass hype 

that isn’t worth a shit.

 

Author's Notes/Comments: 

an leftover from the 80's

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