TAG: Canal Street Exit Influx*

Often we argue punctuation

but the exclamation

point's a rare mark to really mean.

A blaze of blue tarp

on a roof across the river recalls

salt water mist missed.

Bookended in bridges Brooklyn smudges

perfection, light filtered through

the undies in Chinatown windows.

Move bitches! he explains, performs

the Rizzo/Lamoureux chap

on the return commute via Q.

I offer him Chris Murray before

we hit DeKalb and choose the park.

A fuzz of German beer reinstates

a wonder cradle. Is that so silly?

The trains of Queens are poetry failed,

reader/rider risking much.





*Tag, now look who's it!

UPDATE: Chris Rizzo responds to his tag.

Then Chris Murray goes on a tagging fest!