Haikus for exiting (previous NYC posts remixed)

speak backdrop glass

someplace else running

half smile on my face

an oozing bum

somewhere in the recesses

anachronistic against the backdrop

dizzy and falling

visage in the city of 8 million

his presence remains

television set climate

in and out at every shaky stop

switched off and dormant

a river of beige and brown

creates a shimmering sound

hordes of euro trash

the wee hours of a tuesday night

steaming breezes of sweaty men

technology strapped to her expression

this dude's a total asshole

emerge lost and disoriented

upon the crusty floor

you in turn slap or kick

a fake, a fraudulent

friendly Californian

thinking or using

lost or confused

zombie like commute

dark quiet street

very beaten down

musky air of morning

all human, all warm, all shapes

I feel stealthy

can exist without falling

millions of people shitting

pressure every now and then

walk right by me, as I do them

my hand hurts and my knuckles are bloody

silly vocals to get in the way

bounce around up there, echoing

another 30 minute rumble

crumbling cityscape

unlike the unmagic magician

my stop approaches

sound gathering night

queens half asleep

caught a glimpse of myself

nobody there to say goodbye to

this city's fascination

eat like a human being

background image

days slipping

frozen pillars of salt

break free and walk

life a living hell

a man with baggage

ochre colored accent

screaming at some

unknown party

responsible for people

walked down the street

this is just the beginning

or end

westward