Whereforto Ye Wanderers

Whereforto Ye Wanderers.

Tuesday, November 26, 2013

st. louis scenes, part 5

the cat crawls up and down
in the night.
   st louis,
the new york times says st louis---is nothin-
but bullet holes in a crumbling brick heroin carcass.
and yes
i've lived near north st louis
i sort of in a way see what they're saying,
those crouched faces
and loud basses
boom across a food desert.
   but it seems just so simple
to say smugly,
   'all you see
is crime in the city'.

in the bar i crouch over a nice beer sometimes
with my lady
and don't worry about getting sucker punched
for a shitty youtube series.

yea you'll get yr car battery stolen
twice in a month,
but other times
in the art studio i feel
relatively safe.

i don't know st louis
-st loser
-st lucipher
holy-st mary louis
if it is hopeless
  eating chinese food as
the sleek rain falls.

the cat approaches
i have decided not to let him out tonight
-because it is raining
-only because it is raining.

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