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summer sets in - brooklyn

Posted to Action Poetry




my bare feet upon the exposed floor boards

indicate an early summer stretch

arching toward another cool inch

as the heat on the street

squirms like a worming sub train

but theres a long neck in the cooler

and the music of smack down

stickballed in italian alleys

the throaty gutteral gutters

the familiar infernal rattle of the old fan

turning slowly air inside out.

abandoning the floor boards,

i head to the roof

theres an electric performance upon the sky

suddenly it all turns acrid

and the thunderous applause rains down

in claps

we steam ourselves and basque in the warmth

of our fresh bread sauna - blowing kisses to our

frosty audience locked in their eternal freeze