draft werk 03

In New York
The odds are staggering
Unquestionable
It will happen
And it is all happening now
You can not stand in a place
That hasn't been charted
It is being charted now
And you can know the strange likelihood
Through conversation
Eavesdrop
And innuendo

And the subway is the pendulum
Swinging in the pit
And in one fell swoop
The miscellaneous and the etcetera
Are collected and carried forth
Across the conglomeration of your mind
To the next Joe Boxcar
Where and when you give in to the urge
To kiss that stranger
For his familiar ways
You have found the connecting junction
For a city's loose ends