NYC Poet Magnetic chemistry in the pocket sized Theatre 254 West 29th Street, stood the poet and I Feeling high An anticipated meeting for two wordy hearts Made the British black rose Turn mauve Zenith reached in Hotel Carter with a history of torture The morning after came So I boarded my plane I heart New York City I haunt New York City Murdering my emptiness For one night only
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