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Downtown in the rain during January

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  • Downtown in the rain during January

    January 1986


    Downtown in the rain during January
    5:36 p.m.
    traded cigarettes for directions
    to Grand Central Market

    Walked

    Walked

    Walked

    Had to ask for directions again -
    Broadway not Olive (he needed the smokes more than I)
    the smell of samsara (time process) seaped
    from the soggy streets

    Traffic
    close call passing situations
    Hustling
    "Hey man, you want to buy some dope?"
    Corruption
    People starving beneath the skyline
    All maya (illusion)

    Death
    A city of decay

    Rain soaking the brim of my cap
    engulfed by the sound of the fresh oil asphalt
    churned like butter within the treads of
    hydroplaning tires
    A river of pollution - sludge!

    Promenaded through a silent Pershing Square
    East of 6th on Broadway
    Its a ghost town
    Lost soulds roaming

    Grand Central Market, finally
    Cerrado. (that's what the man at the passage said)
    I figured it was closed.

    Ate a sleazy steak burrito outside
    the Clark Hotel
    Just me standing in the shadows of an era
    Gone by

    Smoke my last smoke

    An hour has passed
    cold and gray
    No different from any other day (even when the sun shines)
    Stagnant kinesis.

    Sidewalks become beds when downtown sleeps
    the people beneath the soiled bedcovers
    live without convenience
    the faces with no names have a hard time
    looking each other straight, dead in the eye

    the street people detached from materiality
    too busy, struggling to survive
    A peddler with new, squeaky shoes is
    the bully of the litter - cashing in on ignorance

    Somewhere in this troubled gridiron
    someone will sleep with dirty, wet feet.
    Between childhood, boyhood,
    adolescence
    & manhood (maturity) there
    should be sharp lines drawn w/
    Tests, deaths, feats, rites
    stories, songs & judgements

    - Morrison, Jim. Wilderness, vol. 1, p. 22
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