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I like December New-York by all soul’s fibres
Inspiration is hovering in the air
When holiday admiration is Christmas
And joy’s agitation is pleasant there.
The winter day’s so great in the Central Park
And almost for attire is its paradise.
They are playing country music as if Roy Clark
Were here with talented artists’ dozens.
Wonderful is always view in Fifth Avenue,
As is Holliwoods films were on farther.
And Daniel’s has so tasteful menu,
Thus the Big Apple is one big wonder.
{2018}

НЬЮ-ЙОРК
Я так люблю декабрьский Нью-Йорк,
Ведь в воздухе витает вдохновенье,
Рождественский предпраздничный восторг
И радости приятное волненье!
Зимой прекрасен очень Central Park –
Природный рай почти для урбанистов!
Играют кантри будто сам Рой Кларк
Здесь дюжины талантливых артистов!
Чудесен вид на Пятой Авеню –
Как будто ты в кино из Голливуда!
Тут в Daniel’e вкусное меню –
Большое Яблоко – одно большое чудо!
{2018}

Translator - I. Toporov
Nat Lipstadt Apr 15
I’ll tell you. You can hear it on the map.

At the window, on the terraces,
clapping, yelling, cheering,
jiggling piggy banks, blowing toy horns,
banging pots and pans, even ringing
some gone-very-far-astray cowbells.

in their cars, honking horns,
at the dinner table, inside,
families with little kids cheering,
while supper super cools, no matter.

It is the moment of our everyday,
when we thank those whose who
risk their lives to save, so we may survive
to live to see our children’s children thrive.

the EMT’s, doctors, nurses, firemen,
the police, even the subway & bus drivers,
who take them to their jobs, and honor with
extra banging and unsilenced tears for

those who have passed in performance,
their unseen courage is marked on our eyes,
their extraordinary service to us is a forever
medaled upon our skin, in our lungs, it is
their air we breathe, freely...
our living keepsake of their duty.

4/14/2020
7:30pm
Gorba Mar 9
Det var en gång
En man bestämde sig
att lämna allt bakom sig
För att söka framgång

Det var en gång
En man åkte till en främmande stad
Bara för att han hade tillstånd
Och hört om den på en verkstad

Det var en gång
En man hamnade
I en värld mer mystisk
Än han trodde

Det var en gång
En man som försökte
Vänja sig vid kulturen
Hamnade vilsen

Det var en gång
En man tänkte sig
Att åka tillbaka
Varifrån han kom

Det var en gång
En man föredrog
Att stanna lite längre
För att utforska mer och bättre

Det började som en saga
Man vet inte riktigt hur eller när det kommer sluta
Men mannen förväntar sig
Att i framtiden kunna dela med sig

Av att han levde lycklig i flesta av sina dagar
Med sina gamla och nya kompisar
Kanske med några barn
Men troligen med kärlek.
PrttyBrd Dec 2019
bartering time for money, wasting it on love
or vice versa

rationalizing choices in white rabbit pocket watch anxiety
a pound of flesh to sell off a soul in limited real estate high yield *******

not a single serving available to nourish the mind
after insipid, ear-bleeding monologue conversations

compiling minutes into days suffered
always searching for that quick high, down to the wire bout of auto-****** asphyxiation

in diamond pressure ulcers born in
self-induced, great expectations
that look like strangers in the distance

the breadcrumbs that resemble the stain of dreams
feed the drama that knows the only truth

the hollow cannot be filled with a diet of Xanax and double shot espresso
dancing through norms on marionette strings

bartering time for love, wasting it on money
or vice versa
when time is all we possess

wondering, if once that currency is depleted,
will your soul finally feel complete
122719
152w
Cox Jul 2019
I stand here in the city.
The tall buildings tower over me,
And the wind cascades around me.

The children and people wear fur coats.
I wear Gucci.
They smell like whiskey and cigarettes,
But I pay no attention.

I see the lights that the city visions,
I hear the cries that the city screams.

It was perfect.  

Because I was here amongst the skyscrapers,
And within the atmosphere of life.
Desire Feb 2019
"A, B, C, D, 1, 2, 3,
4, 5, 6, 7, E, F, M
G, L, N, Q, AND R
TRAINS ARE NOT RUNNING.
WE APOLOGIZE FOR THE
INCONVENIENCE..."

@desire.is.dope
2-26-19
0838
Desire Feb 2019
"Excuse me ladies
and gentlemen, sorry
for the interruption..."

@desire.is.dope
2-26-19
0838
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