Before the Storm
Electric Mary mainlining it
on New York's veins, glows
at the wall, naked brickwork stained
with life, years, age
in this new place, fast and always
creating itself.
We are the lunatics, stalking
sane people hiding in Bellevue from
the seething streets, gridlocked, and
screaming horns venting frustration
walk, don't walk.
Central station silences all, the quiet
dome of the heavens overlooks all,
ordains all with its pinprick zodiac,
a cavern in the belly of a skyscraper.
Houses perch at the tops of buildings,
stairways snake along their sides
trees of heaven sprout from unlikely ledges
fighting the gargoyles perched,
and quietly guard all.
on New York's veins, glows
at the wall, naked brickwork stained
with life, years, age
in this new place, fast and always
creating itself.
We are the lunatics, stalking
sane people hiding in Bellevue from
the seething streets, gridlocked, and
screaming horns venting frustration
walk, don't walk.
Central station silences all, the quiet
dome of the heavens overlooks all,
ordains all with its pinprick zodiac,
a cavern in the belly of a skyscraper.
Houses perch at the tops of buildings,
stairways snake along their sides
trees of heaven sprout from unlikely ledges
fighting the gargoyles perched,
and quietly guard all.
