Posts Tagged ‘riff’

authenticity just screwed ya: underground reality


18 Jan

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when they say the bronx is burning
they’re talking about the yankees
but the bronx is always burning
and sometimes a baby dies
sometimes a secret becomes further hidden
he liked fiddling with the knobs
she was tired she was sleeping
into the cold night
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The Pressure of Patience (Part II)


16 May

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standing by the tree
he said,
this is the only thing here
that has any roots,
then he left the hideout
he had a movie to catch
at the biograph
manhattan melodrama with a moll
notoriety, blood, a cheap orange dress
could be worse, he thought
at least one time
i walked out of jail with a wooden gun
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Jack Tsoy Tumult

Morose Pontifications and Other Poetic Ramblings


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