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Published: 2014-04-17 21:39:51 +0000 UTC; Views: 385; Favourites: 1; Downloads: 0
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New York is visceral, raw, and loud
and it smells like money and pizza and vice
and it's beautiful and big, Statue-of-Liberty-big,
Empire-State-Building-big, New-York-City-big,
big like big buildings and ideas, it's the Big Apple,
Apple and Macy's and Prada and Gucci and everything else
all huddled together on Broadway and Times Square,
next to Wall Street, trading stock shares, stock broker
stock broken, boxed-in, stacking broken boxes,
sucks to be broke in New York, stuck life, static dreams
and taxes higher than skyscrapers, ought to box your stuff and move,
neighbors making paper, so now you're stacking paper newspapers
north of 110, Manhattan, making hats in Harlem
for downtown tourists to wear, telling you to get a job, live the American Dream,
but you dreamt too hard for poverty, too hard to just ask if I want fries with that.
I say yessir, I want New York with a side of fries and gangs and corruption,
erupting humanity, sonder, people walking, being real:
New York is real, its unblemished blemishes so beautiful at dusk,
hectic and alive, the city that never sleeps, too tired to sleep,
just awake enough to stand up tall,
because who needs sleep when you've got New York?
