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Post by thefleetsin on Jul 7, 2018 22:53:48 GMT
i miss waltzing in new york
there we were baby you and me swimming in all that broadway gravy dangling from the same balconies where the hobs swill the knobs.
i miss the crowds the throbs of humanity the holiness of their hard earned profanity the very heart of so much pimped out vanity.
never mind that we can't afford a traveling canopy escorting us from subways to the bank and trust we can squeeze and thrust and let them all wonder who the hell let them off that tourist bus.
sjw 07/07/19 inspired at this very moment in time by my rico and there's no place like new york, there's no place like new york, there's no place like new york.
from the 'benevolent series' of poems
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Post by yougotastewgoinbaby on Jul 8, 2018 1:47:09 GMT
I don’t. Manhattan smells like hobo piss
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Post by thefleetsin on Jul 8, 2018 23:10:24 GMT
I don’t. Manhattan smells like hobo piss LOL you ever been to a catfish fry behind a trailer court in little rock, ark.? now that's hobo piss.
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