April 4, 2023 - “Eyes / blinking; a forever night’s sleep”
Mornings are a flash of orange
and blue and grey. Everything
sprints towards us then we sprint
towards everything else. Fast —-
in a moment the city unravels
then ravels itself again - - - eyes
blinking; a forever night’s sleep
followed by an eternal dawn —-
somewhere within the blooming
abyss stretches West 4th Street . . .
take a deep breath, exhale & rest
3 nights / watch 4 and a half years
run by —- Broadway, & West 23rd