MENDICANT MOUNTAIN
Telling me how the world has 'Hebrew roots', this
fellow was selling his squash - the vegetable man
near Elizabeth Street kept hawking. Jewelry, scarves
and gloves, and silly tourists a'plenty strolling by.
My own take on the matter was that the world
was over, roots or not, and what we lived in
now was merely an echo. An aftershot of not.
Doing our time, as it were, on Mendicant Mountain
for free. Thus, the reason for gloves and
scarves and squash indeed.
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