Lo and Behold

This is why I keep all of my old notebooks.

Here’s a poem I found in a notebook from 2006… I don’t even remember writing it.

With a newcomer’s eye
The city looks beautiful
And unclean
And Unseen
Looking up to see the tops of sky-coloured towers
and down to see homeless feet sticking out from beneath pavement-coloured blankets
The Attractions and Distractions
The city’s full of them
The ride on the streetcar
Jolting and cramped
Wonderful
Not annoying as it is to all the regular riders
Getting a crick in the neck from looking out
But not a pain in the neck
The city remains interesting
No matter if seen with fresh or old, rotten eyes
And the inspiration (the gentleman one seat ahead)
Dismounts at Portland
Have a nice night

LOLOL… man, what a difference two years can make.

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