Like how all of New York
is making my brain feel
like it's covered in cheese cloth.
A temptation to move beyond
the confines of the blue edge,
which is really only a blanket
of light over the city.
I'll stumble into something
apparent as grunge or the tilted look
of someone with a real appetite for life,
you know, like conviction.
Anyway, I'll be sitting here
confining myself to a few choices
as a deadline looms. It's all about limitations,
confinement, and the pearls of light
as they drip through the blinds.