City Never Sleep

The doors open to a slide in card key,

To the Empire I stand almost as tall as thee,

Elevated stories with my beautiful she,

Soberly taking time to recollect me

Brain not even hazing in some hits of weed,

Rotating door across is the M.S.G.

Bodega that sold beer to the left of me,

To the right, light shines, you swear its ecstacy

& somewhere in the cluster theres a bum with henesse

Preachers holding pickets protesting serenity

A tourist who hails from tenessee,

Dumb blonde on the phone saying txt message me,

A hooker saying please have sex with me

A first class mut with those first class fleas

A patch of grass maybe 1 or 2 trees,

Beggers stand sellin $5 entities

Or the couple inviting “come see rent with me”

And a man who spoke “become your dream”

& the men who did that in polluted clean

Probably pass a man whose just blowing off steam

A voice who finds himself he must redeem

In the alley hoodrats plotting to scheme,

St Marx advertising come get a new spleen

In the subway find the pipe further in find the feign

But there me and her stood creating memories,

Me with myself content with my enemies,

But this is for real not like wendys

Think thats real fish? haha please

Sometimes my emotions they love to tease,

but I gotta get a grip so I wont eternally bleed

Bringing the pace back to a normal speed,

plant sprouting from a still born seed.