thats my... so, so sure.

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one huge drunken escapade.
finding the subway and fleeing the morrow.
bar letting and movie sets,
the running of the yellow bull begotten.
no one passing my brooklyn bridge.
the mexican stand off,
one jacket down a scarf and beenie lost.
free champagne...
if you dont count the $100 cover charge.
strawberry milkshakes and cream cheese bagels.
minus 5 in a collarless shirt.
does the key fit,
does the stranger day become me.
will it ever snow again,
like the last day of yesteryear.
all more or less a disfunctional paragraph.

someone put that song in my ear,
the new rise has her problems too.
staring down a flight of stairs,
my fire escape is jumping.