#73. Under The Five Points (more ghosts of new york

November 6, 2009

rough playground
under the ancient Points
nodding drunk
dead or alive
in his own piss
morning rush
half a car empty
because of this member
of the Endless.
who was he?
a vet a dad a son a lover a friend
a heart filled with pain.
i could of stopped the train
or gotten off
at canal to tell and help
but i rode to bleecker
my job competing with compassion
i told the mta counter woman
she stopped the train
the infinite paths of many
fragile ghosts changed.

trying to separate from the Endless
we merge with it.
i merge with it.

One Response to “#73. Under The Five Points (more ghosts of new york”

  1. Evelyn said

    “she stopped the train
    the infinite paths of many
    fragile ghosts changed.”
    it is so easy to ride the subway with you.
    just read the poem, and you are there.

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