COME TAG ALONG
You're too small for the big stuff
but that never matters, come tag
along anyway. You can carry my
pieces and go get us coffee, or
hang around just watching while
we take down the walls. These old
lofts are really something - one time
17th street here was full of them.
Small-time manufactures, garments,
fabrics, fitting; nuts and bolts, and
buttons too - the whole range. It
didn't take much, back then. to
arrange for a machine shop, with
all its equipment, on these heavy
floors - gigantically timbered and
strong. Leather punches, rows of
anything you needed. Now it's
mostly all gone - people seem to
want games or electronics or other
things, the kind of stuff that comes in
already finished, from somewhere
else. I swear, if the Chinese learned
how to make cobwebs, they could
probably sell them here. Old and
small, the way shops and manufacture
used to be. That's why, look around,
there's a bar or tavern every 5th
doorway, or, well, used to be, or
seemed like it. Some of those old
guys, too, they could work pretty
damn good with a buzz on - half
drunked up for the afternoon. That's
all gone now, no one does that - the
new buildings now go up, they take
up nearly the entire block, and then
they add a damned plaza. People
milling around all morning and all
afternoon. Cabs come in - you
don't even know they're cabs
anymore - letting out people
and luggage, Idaho and Nebraska,
(I always ask when I see them),
for pity's sake, here to see plays
and museums and the park, always
'Central Park.' Like they've got
no trees and water in Center City,
Nebraska. And the clothes they
wear, to make you laugh. Grown
fathers too. Cracks me up. They
fly 1500 hundred wasteful miles
to get here, and then I hear them
quibbling - 'don't run the water
while you're brushing or teeth,' or
'Make sure that goes in recylcling
and not the regular garbage.' Here,
sit, we can talk some more until
the others come; leastways I can
talk, seeing as how I'm doing it
all. How the heck did you end
up here? And why? And what
plans do you have for the future?
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