Outside this box of boundaries

Outside box
sunflower dance
slap heels on cracked concrete pavements
duvet du pont is 60 today
hurray and all that shit

Lets blitz the shops today
smile at botoxed
faceless shop workers
selling ribbons and kisses by the dozen
for you today
Duvet

Rain will spread later from south
open your mouth
let it drench your tongue
remembering when you were young
and this were not the plan
anniversary squaw married to man

And your art is downtown
on every street corner
adorn her scorn her
your never forgotten
though city is rotten
to your works
jerks

Soup kitchen stands on Stanley street
neat
so fucking cool and sweet
and religions in your hair
screaming from Times Square
rare
Rare
rare
these morning ways
sun rays
drift and mist
life I insist
exists in many forms
never will be norms