Sunday, September 10, 2017

Creative Writing: New York Poem 1

The East Village
New York
Makes a writer
out of any body
Discovers a poet
within every heart
Gives the mind
a playwright's sensibility
But there are too many
cameras
here
(for my liking).
Lenses hide the eyes and
destroy living
They really ought to
be more careful of
what they capture
(I want to keep my soul).

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