I am armed to the teeth,
Wielding a camera and a notebook,
And by god I’m not afraid to use them,
So stand back, as I Occupy my own ******* mind,
And spin circles because that’s the way I like to take
Photos, with the city and the stream of lights blurry till the end.

I am shaking back and
Forth, now listening to the wildest
Swing music, you spineless ******* are too
Scared, I know it, get into that dark gypsy swing,
Relinquish that control, ha, as if anyone truly has it,
We have nothing and we should celebrate our inability to let go.