Whitman and Ginsburg
can we all show each other
our New Yorks
(I'm ashamed of mine,
just kids staring at their phones)

Walt could show us wildnerness and
farms of Brooklyn

Perhaps we'd all be happiest with Allen
in some hopped up junky dirt
jazz cafe with whiskey in foggy
glasses

Take us to filth of alphabet city
then we could hide on lawns of
Union Square with the waning hippies