Dear deer
As you walk over the street
Remember that what you
Can not see
You must hear
Or walk faster
Deer
Dear Deer
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Tag Archives: New York City
Survival in New York City – An Epidemic Begins
Ching
Ching
Ching
$40 gone
A snack split by two
$20
2 slices of pizza
$8
Ching
Laundry
$20
Time
Gone
Ching
Restaurants with higher prices
Meeting higher rents
Ching
Old apartment
Barely able to host guests
While the rent inflates
Uncontrollably
Ching
Instability
Toothpaste
Toilet paper
Ching
Ching
Falling hopes of reservations
How can the prices keep soaring
Questions now
In every situation
“What do you do for a living”
“How do we… live?”
Ching
Coffee $5
Parking
Free
Thank God
How can a city run so freely
Yet so dangerously
Close
To default
How do we survive
What do we do
The Questions
Are now being
Asked in every quadrant
Flee
Maybe
Ching
Let’s call it a night
Don’t Become It
Don’t become tired and angry
Don’t let the easy part
Get you
In our own reverb room
We are trapped
If we only look for what we want
We look
Please look
Beyond
Continue to be human
And understand
That is the only path
In these times
Stated in The Times
Humanity required
For future generations
We inspire
The Old Neighborhood
I know it will all change
Places
Hands
Roomates
Tiny specks will remain
Of the neighborhood I knew
For just a moment
I was late to the party
Closed it down
What seems meaningless
Will be much more important to me
Miles down
The road
So this one goes out to the neighborhood
It was short
But it was good
A Seat at The Cafe
What would it take
To get a seat in the cafe
In Williamsburg
Off 6th
Sunday
As the sunlight
Glistens I’m off
Frozen streets
Keeping an eye
For an opening
As the groups of people
Come and go
Bustle to and fro
A seat is precious on a Sunday
At best I can reminisce at how
We once had a seat at the cafe
On an easy Wednesday
But today now a seat was open
Not an empty chair
The sun continues to flow in the windows
Like streams of gold thistle
Through the trashed Christmas trees
Not a seat to be had today
So seats are to be envied
On a brisk Sunday in the cafe
On 6th Street
The Window
Through the window
At my old
Decrepit
Apartment
I can see
A new building
High rise built
In the back
Through a courtyard
I see dim lights
Glowing in warm rooms
Delicate structures
Mantles hanging
While golden geese
Swoon
Through the old window
With a moldy AC
I can see
How the others live
In NYC
The Laundromat – 5 Below
Was it worth leaving
As I watched the washing machine
Spin
Spin
It was only 25 minutes
A brisk walk at best
Then have to head right back
Nah
I’ll just stay
It’s only 5 degrees
Too cold for a walk
Spin
Which cycle now
Water sloshes from side to side
I’m glad I chose to rest
I’ve been pretty tired
Busy day at the laundromat
Sunday morning
I think it almost done
It would have had to have been a quick walk
But I am glad I stayed
Google Webs
Leave me be Google
The time is not right
Or the matter is not correct
Leave me alone when I am
Now on my own
Free but not full of freedom
Google let go of me
The webs have been woven
Welcome
Welcome to a new post
Adhering to no
Major strategy or length
Just a creation
Awaiting a new task
And fate
Welcome to the blog routine
I hope you enjoy
It
Stay a while
Become part of the scene
Take the Night
Away for another eve
The standards reset
Moving in an old way
I wish the best
To the best that be
Our friends
And those not so close
To you and me
Off into the night
Take away
Take flight
A Cup of Songwriting 