new york
I'm on the upper west side in a sneakily decorated apartment that belongs to jen and emily.
I slept on this couch.
It's comfortable
like the city streets
And all of the coffee shop entrance ways
That call
With scents of amaretto hazelnut mocha
venturing out into the street
Like you
Following you
For blocks
Until you turn a corner
But the sentiment will linger on,
A faint fluid aura haunting you with the smell of sweet things,
The visuals of one thousand restauarants
An overwhelming number of choices,
It's a foreignness somehow transformed into familiarity
Just make you've got some cash
The metropole is not an institution, but a shelter for inspired wanderers,
Those curious hipster kids
Ravenous for novelty.
I slept on this couch.
It's comfortable
like the city streets
And all of the coffee shop entrance ways
That call
With scents of amaretto hazelnut mocha
venturing out into the street
Like you
Following you
For blocks
Until you turn a corner
But the sentiment will linger on,
A faint fluid aura haunting you with the smell of sweet things,
The visuals of one thousand restauarants
An overwhelming number of choices,
It's a foreignness somehow transformed into familiarity
Just make you've got some cash
The metropole is not an institution, but a shelter for inspired wanderers,
Those curious hipster kids
Ravenous for novelty.