City Life 3 | JayM
Ivory Towers
Smoke and Mirrors, Veiled Intent
Glittering Glass Mask
city life poems
Maze | Baris Semerci
downtown reflections
continuous parody
too much neon light
finding ways out of the maze
before the next popcorn club
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Jumper – A Poem by G. S. Katz
A jumper was on the 6th floor
Of a building down the street from me
Crowds gathered, cops, EMS, the whole 9 yards
But here’s the deal
This is New York City
If you’re gonna mess up traffic
With your dramatic maybe death
We want a body on the sidewalk
Because in this town
If you threaten and punk out
You’re just a wuss
Selected Rage Against Human Forms – A Poem by G. S. Katz
Have a nice day
What if I don’t want to?
Don’t push your homely mantras on me
Someone lamer should receive that crap
Cities are for kids under 3
Get born here and then move out
Cities are for adults 18 and up
Start packing
The more reclusive I want to be
The more I get invited to useless events
Pushing back, not going
Like a prostitute, pay me or leave me alone
Not a Foodie – A Poem by G. S. Katz
like good food
live in NYC
we’ve got the best restaurants here
short of Paris perhaps
but labeling yourself a “foodie”
is pretentious and pathetic
make sure you don’t go into debt
at those restaurants who laugh at you
when you pay the bill remember
it’s food, not gold
no, not a foodie
look in the mirror
are you really sure
you wanna call yourself that?
Pigeon – A Poem by Nick
Pigeon on a tube train
Strutting sociably
Eventually doors open
Down in Jubilee.
I bet you wouldn’t fly so quick
Commuters to confound,
If you realized that you were
Ten meters underground.