Fool Mama

Cool Mama ..land strays
Bowery dime on ( “Baby, baby”)

broken sill —toss
crime cousin buckled

’rounding pink
Spalding ball (“Baby, baby”)

“rays’ tunneling
analogous clock terracing”;

Hay cooper-
cross-tread-

Fourth (Ave.) slog. ( ..ooh.”)

Betty Smith, Dearest

Trees grow in Manhattan, too,
uphill of the Houston Street
fed side, the other’s
other Bridge
chain-link-scrawl
cargo rattling off echoes of
old payphone beats, cozy
gut punches,
unscripted, unseen
by the Drive: base court
revelations abjure little scum
slim fronted grunts,
initializing a dummied up descent,
cherrywood, cigar store
indigent canceled in

need to re-
remember that
tree grown in Manhattan, too.

Wresting Face

Take pride, rightdoing thing!
Avoid flophouse

shows! Re-up and up on course,
of course! Investigate,

study, require
a negated letter, a weakness!

Find quietism (Nice,
shapeshift form walkin’ Bargain

District: pigeon plucks reluctant,
compound bone).

In the while cool
world shortly, deployment

of elfland variant, sculpted
catatonic; Not cloaked,

timorous traps: Boiling tenders’
descriptions, moving out,

against — again enflamed,
theomorphic, a Hirsch-

like critical leg;
Caught smoking,

’45 mask taut,
(wrapped) over my head.