Caren Krutsinger Poet Free verse

Underground New Yorkers

We come out in full force after the oldies die in their beds
Some are wearing dog collars with spikes, and leather chaps
We crawl out of our day jobs, dragging our electric guitars
The gyrating and strobe lights make it real. New York’s finest.

Some  are totally into this scene, acting like they invented it.
I like the rub I get as I ooze my way through the crowd.
My ears are on fire; there is electricity; the costumes are terrific.
I doubt I fit in, so it’s a win. That’s the point.  Did he just give me the eye?

I keep moving; in a snake of girlfriends, they are leading me somewhere.
The dancing is fun.  Watching the others is the highlight for me.
We are New York, we are invincible, we are the instigators, the organizers.
I am all powerful. I am wearing my chains, trying to be unique. It is enough.

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Gershon Wolf January 17, 2021 at 2:28 PM This is pretty impressive, Caren. You really have the 'underground NY nightlife' pegged!... Want a laugh? -- When I read the title I thought that you had written about those sewer workers who work way down under the city, risking their lives. I think that they call them 'sandbaggers' or some such. lol. Can I call you 'Disco Caren' now?! :) gw Caren Krutsinger January 17, 2021 at 6:52 PM You certainly may. I would be disappointed to be called anything else now.

Akkina Downing January 16, 2021 at 8:15 PM Ever go somewhere and people knows exactly you're from NY? because you gotta sit facing the door in a restaurant, you walk straight with a pace like you're late for work, and many other things...LOL... Anyways, it sounds like you had night of fun, my friend. And, I'll be over anytime, i'd love to hang out with you too :) Caren Krutsinger January 17, 2021 at 12:51 PM Whenever you are ready head toward Kansas,