"Candles at the Bodega"

Buying candles at the bodega on Avenue "B"
To give light to my misery,
charred spoons and dull points force contaminated water into my arms
with a 30 second joy of fake happiness,
caught between a rock and a hard place...Flash!

Cruising down money street Avenue "A",
cops on bicycles peddling their beat.
Two hours later nodding on "D"
wondering who my next victim will be while
laughing with the 30 second joy of fake happiness,
caught between a rock and a hard place...Flash!

I sit at home in a squat on Avenue "C",
cross-legged on the carpet,
rocking to the chaotic beat,
the slamming of my head against the wall,
wanting the 30 second joy of fake happiness,
caught between a rock and a hard place...FLASH!

I puke Alphabet soup all over the Lower Estrada.
Slam dance, lions prance breaking bones,
I toss the bones... Shake, rattle and roll,
craps I lose, relapsed on booze cuz
I need a 30 second joy of fake happiness,
caught between a rock and a hard place.
My mind races, thoughts permanently erased,
WATCH IT NOW!
Here come the thought police.

The inner ambiance of the city of alphabets.
A, B, C, D, What are we waiting for?
But I don't give a damn.
Next stop is Chinatown...FLASH!

Cruising down Delancy Street,
my brother the wino sang to me with spittle on my brow.
Move over cuz,
I'm tired,
As I lay down to... FLASH!

Blue walls tiled floor with pajama people
with little smiley faces on their feet.
In a "TC" with Mickey Mice on our tah tahs.
A thousand furry little animals
in my minds cave grooving on a chaotic beat,
FLICK! FLICK! FLICK!
My lighter goes out...PSYCHOFLASH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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