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chatter box

Posted to Action Poetry

tonight presents brooklyn
as a streeted black chatter box

the road dogs howling
lip phrases indistinguishable

a hum of mute conversation
burbles from below

giggling girlies
and big time boyos

flaunt their obvious dialects
like cinematic archetypes

matinee idols bedecked in neon
with mouthfuls of pop language

cast in the noon of night
sprung ahead with an hour to spare