Where Im From
I’m from city lights and skyscrapers
From can I have 5 cents, and buy the finest on the street prada vendors
the yellow cars whizzing by...
I’m from the heights the packer and the st.anns
the i’m going to milton i’m going to andover
I’m from the jacklyn hide lovers at 20
and stuy town night prowlers
I’m from the 92Y
From the gossipers and the loners
the central park wanderers
the endless train riders
the curfew breakers and always grounded crew
from interpretation through movement
I’m from the sewers the grit and the smell of fresh paint
I’m from the yelling and screaming
door slammed in your face, pillow over your head
the sit down meals
the philosophical family talks
the thorn and rose of your day
I’m from the wise man that nurtures me until he is no longer fit to nurture himself
from the big hearted grandma
from the poets
and the writers
the actors
and the biters
i’m from dreams and thoughts
the maze of curiosity
from the answering of your own questions and thinking aloud
from the comeback kid and third strike your out
I’m from the labrynith of the warped. NYC.