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west side story

Posted to Action Poetry

on the west sdie and im riding high
fall in love with all the boys with
pinpoint eyes
as i walk thru crumbled tenements
with their dead eyed residents
ppast the celler dwellers and the food stamp sellers
and the rock stars and the hypes
slinkk thru junkie alleyways
and broken glass on cracked pavement
is the only light i see tonite
and i ask you:
do you truly know what hopeless means?
well.... i do
and im crying
waking uup in cold sweats
and slow dread
those ancient aches and
lately im living in nightmare
even my daydreams scare me now
mommy i got a fever and its rising
(im dopesick)
and i wait for a
way out
like a Division Street bus
that never comes