Wednesday, 18 September 2019

Poem 43


in the Lower East side 1975
oh, Andy those days
of yellow apocalypse yesterday
the Oscar Wilde
of the Sloane Rangers come by
when Noel who writes songs
was eating chocolate in a pink bubble
and
we were going to escape the heat wave
until Bill took ill
life after death in purple and blue stars
forever
in Enceladus they faded 
79, they say, is the year of the change
print, piano, case, frame
wrap it, place it under the stairs
the steel magnolias and the cotton candy
that Tommy brought from a faraway land
forgotten
at the bottom of the garden
an infinite eight suspended like an angel
Caravaggio gambled his brushes
in the time travel Sandro won them
painting the one who arises
naked
so magical, so sheltered
oh, those days, in the Lower East Side, 1975