the jagged building south of town, the last subway stop. it looks like it’s broken, but that’s just what the architect was going for. probably as a memoir to his childhood

poetry

pasty white skin
on marbled floors
in black leg-netting

a yellow couch in
the lobby of the 70
story building.
—yellow leather.
beside a three story
pillar which looks like granite.

the elevator doors open
you emerge for lunch
and i’m more than thrilled
to leave

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