capitalism

Hunger Cycle

I can buy so I eat, whenever
I like, whatever I buy

And it becomes all food, it’s
My day up and my day down

The stomach has my throat
Against the wall, wherever I

Go, the cave, the hunger,
Grips up the time and so

I buy something else to eat
So that I can buy more something

Else to eat.

Looking out on Manhattan from Brooklyn: Thought 2 between Upper and Downside

Things are hard,

Life is hard and

Heights are heighter

Than Queens’ dreams of

Man-beaten man beating man to

The top spot

Below the Man,

Topsy turving.

Looking out on Manhattan from Brooklyn : Thought 3 between Keap Street and Kalm

The water lapped the shore

When Brooklyn was battle

And the only iron was shrapnel

Now water laps the shore

Under engineered thunder at

4:41 and 4:45 and more-

Express thunder chud – feeding stakes

To cheese-creamed bagel picnics

But heat sits

None the

Less.