[Love Letter To A City]

Oh, Goddamnit
I'm naked in the city again
Watching a woman
Kiss a lipless man
So I begin to walk
In a gross need to get away
Galleries pass me on either side
And all I manage to say
Is art is hard
Like the door steps that float by me
Full of gentleman callers
Calling on girls
The men are strange
But they're beautiful
Like the street lamps
Clicking on
Interrogating me
Forcing my admission that
Maybe I'm amazed