Thursday, May 8, 2014

Yet another NY poem...

New York
You are best enjoyed in short powerful bursts
"An amusement park
That should only be open
Weekends and holidays"
That's what my Scottish mum used to say
I can savor you for a season
Depending on my reasons
But you are cold, hard and calloused
Chaos and mania
The only place in the world
I can be surrounded by a sea of bodies
Yet feel painfully alone
I have friends here, bonds strong like titanium
It saddens me to be so far away,
But you and I just don't agree anymore
I am like oil and you, like water
I am easy and smooth, and can sometimes be set ablaze
You are powerful, strong and gentle at the same time


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