Take me to Brooklyn
to the brownstone brainchild of nuevo bohemians
to the bisected burrough where grandchildren of love children
love in broken-in blue jeans

to rusted rungs of fire escapes and red-brick windows
to religious gathering saturday scrabble pick up game
scattering left-over warm curb side peanuts

to stiff necked society click
slumming designer bags
past santeria pawn shops
bodega street corner sonatas
to experience culture of these masses

to the disco of north-south subways
Past traffic of friendships and street deals
to public poetry on bathroom stalls
mamacita construction calls,all-nite drug stores
baptized in flourescent light
around the spire of steeples
strutting to that inside samba of past lives

to the bridge and tunnel crowd stained glass,
rent control train tracks steam
seperate man from hat, scarf, all semblance of protection
within crunching ice dripping slipping New York Post secret

to alfresco night cab wheels
cigarettes and cheap beer outline
this skyline
this spot
this delicate carnival
this particular island
this moment