Explosions & gunshots
(Simulated)
says an urgent text
from Notify NYC
on my cell,
well recv'd
reported to be
in Central Park,
my heart now skipping beats,
not comprehending the detensing
the declensing cleansing of...
s i m u l a t i o n
thinking only
my park, my park,
my country, my country,
a ****** battlefield!
a second glance, it's just
a heads up to keep my
head down,
from my bud, my boy,
Free *****
having a bit of fun
with us Ameddicans
Shakespeare in the Park presents:
Troilus and Cressida
which contains the use of smoke, haze,
cigarettes,
explosions, loud sounds,
blank gunshots & strobe effects.
***cigarettes? cigarettes? ***
there is no smoking in the park,
not even for poets and
Playrights of renown,
no exceptions made
in this hard-nosed town
and that ladies and gents
is how
one distinguishes a
genuine New Yorkah
neither smoke nor haze,
explosions and gunshots,
an apple-cheeked citizenry faze
these hardy city folk,
from their pursuit of
the golden yolk,
the reward of the
dog-eat-dog yoke,
worn in the pursuit of
Life, Happiness & Liberte
don't even thinking about
smoking in our park,
or near my face,
then the loud noises
may be more than merely
stimulating
than blankly,
s i m u l a t i n g....
Jul 19, 2016
Jul 19, 2016 at 2:07 PM UTC
Explosions & gunshots
(Simulated)
says an urgent text
from Notify NYC
on my cell,
well recv'd
reported to be
in Central Park,
my heart now skipping beats,
not comprehending the detensing
the declensing cleansing of...
s i m u l a t i o n
thinking only
my park, my park,
my country, my country,
a ****** battlefield!
a second glance, it's just
a heads up to keep my
head down,
from my bud, my boy,
Free *****
having a bit of fun
with us Ameddicans
Shakespeare in the Park presents:
Troilus and Cressida
which contains the use of smoke, haze,
cigarettes,
explosions, loud sounds,
blank gunshots & strobe effects.
***cigarettes? cigarettes? ***
there is no smoking in the park,
not even for poets and
Playrights of renown,
no exceptions made
in this hard-nosed town
and that ladies and gents
is how
one distinguishes a
genuine New Yorkah
neither smoke nor haze,
explosions and gunshots,
an apple-cheeked citizenry faze
these hardy city folk,
from their pursuit of
the golden yolk,
the reward of the
dog-eat-dog yoke,
worn in the pursuit of
Life, Happiness & Liberte
don't even thinking about
smoking in our park,
or near my face,
then the loud noises
may be more than merely
stimulating
than blankly,
s i m u l a t i n g....
a slow day at work
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