Wednesday, September 13, 2017

Parts unknown

Unknown in

Manhattan,


but I can recall it

waking sometimes when

the universe was kind.


Even if the dream

which had me smiling,

disappeared,


and it was just another

morning shower, coffee, magazine,

fragment of a thought, before

I sat down at the screen


to draw a map of a place

I've never been.

some city in LA,

not Manhattan.


I was there at seventeen,

no one knew me then,

and might not ever still.

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