Matthew Anish Poet Burlesque

Street Encounter

Flash of red 
    on the avenue
   Streetlights turn from red to green 
    Cars stops  - money exchanged 
   A short bit of passion
then the two of them go their 
    separate ways 
   Streetlights continue to shine forming wavy patterns 
on the ground
   This metropolis is full of pain

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Robert Pettit March 5, 2014 at 9:43 PM This write can apply to any of the five boroughs of New York City. Good write.

Leon Enriquez March 3, 2014 at 4:21 PM Dear Matthew: Nice analogy. I like this. Leon

Mandy Tams The Golden Girl February 21, 2014 at 4:14 AM Nice one Mathew and I like this form , must look into it xx

Andrea Dietrich February 18, 2014 at 10:01 PM Interesting one, Matt. I hope I interpreted it right! BTW, do you remember which chapbooks I gave you? Let me know, ok? And Yes, I drink soy milk too. I believe cow milk is not good for us!

Debbie Guzzi February 18, 2014 at 6:40 PM Hi Matt! cities do feel that way, I guess with all those people, how could they not? Light & Love