Apple, New York-A Poem By Me

Damn what can I say when I look at the skyline

I become comfortable numb

so much I become the city’s bright lights

to the ghettos all way down to the city’s night lifeIMG_20150427_194016

what a feeling to become comfortable undone

no matter how old you are the sites will define you

as young, and umm

though I am not from such a place

I close my eyes, wish, then I wait,

reopoen my lids to a sensation

on an Apple could create.

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