UNDER NEW TUTELAGE
This. Places. Money.
The rag man. Draws.
Circles. Echoes of
this entire world.
Grand Street. (But,
I am sitting instead
in Stuyvesant Square
watching old circles
as they get redrawn.
Pigeons. Flock. The
Shadowman returns.
Two men, holding
white-wrapped bagels,
walk by. I. Pretend. To.
(Prefer not seeing them
at all). Go. By.
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