If I Make it There
Lively, lively wild legs
carry me down the sidewalk.
Make me fly like a superball.
I can run forever.
It’s after sunset and it’s cold.
Sky’s deep purple,
grass green-velvet,
the cars are all shiny
with the noise of lamp lights.
A thousand light bulbs--
How the city sparkles:
smooth and slick
the river’s liquid lightening.
I can smell peanuts,
garbage, beer and piss--
sweet melting ice cream
swirling white rivers,
like the glowing streamers
that run in the Hudson
The voices and laughter
in every language,
screaming graffiti,
so many names
waiting to be seen.
Lift me up over this city
because I can feel the future
and it feels like a memory.
We’ll all be forgotten--
but, what good is remembering
a life never lived?
carry me down the sidewalk.
Make me fly like a superball.
I can run forever.
It’s after sunset and it’s cold.
Sky’s deep purple,
grass green-velvet,
the cars are all shiny
with the noise of lamp lights.
A thousand light bulbs--
How the city sparkles:
smooth and slick
the river’s liquid lightening.
I can smell peanuts,
garbage, beer and piss--
sweet melting ice cream
swirling white rivers,
like the glowing streamers
that run in the Hudson
The voices and laughter
in every language,
screaming graffiti,
so many names
waiting to be seen.
Lift me up over this city
because I can feel the future
and it feels like a memory.
We’ll all be forgotten--
but, what good is remembering
a life never lived?