silly, you know, but
you know     won't you let me
go down in my dreams

              St. Mark's Place
in lieu of all the      Fuck You tee shirts let me
take me      from the chilling

go down stairs      to the bookstore &
in environs BYOB
                            intricate and thrilling bhunas
hawking foreign
                      near and distance
then and now wooden floors

                                       of the evening

research, Love, to instill the heart

in my evening
                       I eureka a project like postcards

feminine marvelous and tough
               we're a steamroller baby
the beat of a public kitchen

we might as well dance
          thrill the distance
                     imaginary drums the neighborhood