New York At Night

New York At Night 4/4

New York at night is orange
dark recessed corners and
the stick of old grease

The flowers on the tree are white
and look yellow in the streetlight
they are orbs jellyfish in the deepness

This sidewalk ends in a crack
that is a hole and a stair
it is the Prospect Park shuttle

And it is a heap moving relentless
from one end of here to another

In this light your face is a moon

Crashing from the heavens
breaking the world into tatters