Bleecker Playground Poems

navy suit man
loud on cellphone
businesstalk in park
under bricked-in trees
shiny shoes step away
just as pigeon shit falls
misses him
damn
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sullen balloon man, tall and
narrow like the hotdog balloons in his caddy
he comes on slow weekdays to make a little cash
hoping the mommies in the playground
will be generous and get balloons for their kids.
he ties hotdog balloons in simple shapes-
flowers, swords
-why do they all look like penises?
a mom, distracted, sits
on a playground bench
amidst toddlers with balloon penis-swords and penis–flowers
she chews on the nipple end of a half-deflated balloon
spaced out just like me
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Homeless guy
old bread
feeds skank pigeons
why
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Sex in the City Tour
always they eat cupcakes
then snapshots on Carrie’s stoop
woman throws Magnolia Bakery Cupcake icing
on sidewalk for bloated pigeons
who poop on my backpack
outside, I smile at lady
inside, I beat her face