Somewhat Bleecker Street - Algebra Suicide

Greenwich and Chungking and Johnny’s got a girlfriend

Dumb blonde in loose pants, too big to be Miss America.

We wave hello

It’s here, even in the rain: the heart, the heart, the simple spin

The audacity of colors and heat fucking up from the sidewalks

If you strut, if you wear pretty slippers, see how hard your feet can get

shakes me up four flights and I don’t feel like peeking in

The lavish halo, innocence in parentheses

Inside me, five girls shout in Italian, wanting life to be one long vacation