Suburban Lovechild Poet Free verse

Orange Blonde

Utterances
Grunts
Tech references aligned with the toetapping movements
Ya
Ya
Ya
Who is the secret gabber she pines to hear more from
Who crinkles the toes
Pasty white except for the summer's flush of pink and wear
A city oblivious
And she as well
Making this hush cellular moment special in most regards
Ya
Ya
Houston and Chrystie has never heard of such nonsense
Girls obsessing
Obliterating
The unsuspecting boys
Maybe someone gets laid tonight
Maybe laid out
And the rest
Resting on these beaten, grimey steps of Sara Roosevelt Park
Just looking to cut a break in a midday Fri toil
All NYers
Glad to be here
Glad to be afforded the life they have
As the smiley orange blonde drones on
And on
And on
Ya
Ya

(8/13/10)

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Caren Krutsinger January 5, 2020 at 3:04 AM Weirdly enough the "orange blondes" make so much sense to me, for I have seen them, and perhaps I was one once upon a time. Suburban Lovechild January 15, 2020 at 12:31 AM Even this brunette has been orange blonde on many a cosmic day. Thx Caren, for the visit to my quirky world. -- Subby