nyc & you

sounds

screams in the night

wandering through the trash on flatbush ave across from the record shop

tires horns honk screech squeal thru my brain/behind my eyes

took the d-train uptown to find you

wandering past 110^th people are staring at me

STOP STARING AT ME!!

is it because i’m crying

downtown in the village

in the clubs

i here the art ensemble and anthony davis, but you aren’t there

i go to fat tuesday’s on the east side

and find it very hard to be without you

new york rolls ‘round my brain

like marbles in the street/and i

hate midtown manhattan and prospect park/ and

everything we shared

i can’t find you there

© geri lynn peak

11/14/1979

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