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Open Poetry #45

East Riding

Tomer
Senior Member

since 2002-06-28

Posts 1168
Michigan

0 posted 2009-11-05 07:55 PM

L.A fought through sheer sun
and they crossed the street
with their collars wrinkled
and arms pulsating
from a night-less alley.

It's tough round' here,
East L.A, with a needle
between two veins, two sets of eyes,
and a pocket full of change,
a pocket full of mans lies
sleeping in the echoes
of an empty garage.

Jaded, fleeced,
run around with a stank of Hennessy,
pushing a cart full of empty cans,
for a taste of this.

A taste of East LA
without the liquor,
the darkened hoodies,
the push of a needle
through the plain clothing
the hunched over figure

Of a man with a needle,
pushing through East LA.

AncientHippie
Member

since 2009-10-15

Posts 411
Surfing the Cosmic Flow

1 posted 2009-11-06 09:52 AM

Dark and heavy, Tomer. This is truly a poem of the streets. Well constructed with great images in a neo-Gothic sense.
Thank you
Jim

"We are stardust: we are golden: and we've got to get ourselves back to the garden." --Joni Mitchell "Woodstock"

Tomer
Senior Member

since 2002-06-28

Posts 1168
Michigan

2 posted 2009-11-06 07:09 PM

Thanks, JIm..happy you enjoyed the read, appreciate the comments.

Cheers

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