New York

Arms are aching not for touch
it has been a long time since that
no, rather it is these bags i have been carrying
while i hop scotch down sidewalks
the concrete creaks and struggles to keep
my feet from sinking in.
do dreams come true? running to
keep pace- manifestations are occurring
simultaneously with me.
the flesh, it does its osmosis, melting away
the mind, it is synthesizing itself
let us see how far we
can take this.