My eyes are no longer cut out
For the likes of midtown, they’ve grown
Accustomed to roofs, stoops, stores
Suffused by an affable
Dinginess and the textures of low
Sound droning
Without tedium, men call
My dad a man
Of decency, an old
World word, would that surprise
Might rupture the hideous
Simplicity of causation, that the tortoise
Might take the hippopotamus
For its charge as perhaps all faithfulness is born
From sloth, "they who have contrived
To retain ignorance" dare
Not tempt the wolf
When wolves they most easily
Become, bombastic architects
Of mediocrity, media’s winking fingers
Upon our knees, yet "no one lies so much
As the indignant" and I weep
Once every five years or so, dent
My knuckles on closed
Storefronts every month, give weekly
Thanks for the absurd
Surpluses of others as my sense
Of direction daily rearranges
Itself in heat, so I take out the fruit
Flies with the garbage
Don my silver shorts and whoosh
Around the park narrowly
Avoiding midday dope smokers’ fishing
Poles to visit the white-tipped
Wallaby recently tagged as Caribbean
Women push towheaded
Boys in overgrown strollers and "I want
To always be on film, to be
Caught in the cut coffee sober," to thrill
Allegrissimo in the perseverating
Predawn dash of birds, I applaud the real
Bodies of women, collapse
Into the tenderness of leisure and all
My bitter recriminations are sloughed in the line
Between void and voice
Between abyss and abundance, shoplifting
Teenagers spiriting lipstick amidst
Half-torn movie tickets, the roots of a once
Stately oak tree sprawled like tentacles
Across the quiet New Jersey
Street, tonight I will play ping
Pong and drink Negro
Modello, eye Elisa’s budding
Belly and anticipate
"Casimir Pulaski Day" at the Bowery
Ballroom, for life continues
To astonish, even as the bomb-laden
Believers of Iraq reek
Their fiery remuneration, a skein
Of cool air descends upon
Brooklyn and the incongruities
Mangle in ways that awe
My ability to reason, which is finally
Unnecessary, as is
My attachment to behavior for
We’ll all of us
Be new here in the end.
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