Sunday, November 24, 2013

east greenbush
new york
tom's diner
(Suzanne vega)
I am sitting
In the morning
At the diner
On the corner
I am waiting
At the counter
For the man
To pour the coffee
And he fills it
Only halfway
And before
I even argue
He is looking
Out the window
At somebody
Coming in
“It is always
Nice to see you”
Says the man
Behind the counter
To the woman
Who has come in
She is shaking
Her umbrella
And I look
The other way
As they are kissing
Their hellos
I’m pretending
Not to see them
I pour the milk
I open
Up the paper
There’s a story
Of an actor
Who had died
While he was drinking
It was no one
I had heard of
And I’m turning
To the horoscope
And looking
For the funnies
When I’m feeling
Someone watching me
And so
I raise my head
There’s a woman
On the outside
Looking inside
Does she see me?
No she does not
Really see me
Cause she sees
Her own reflection
And I’m trying
Not to notice
That she’s hitching
Up her skirt
And while she’s
Straightening her stockings
Her hair
Has gotten wet
Oh, this rain
It will continue
Through the morning
As I’m listening
To the bells
Of the cathedral
I am thinking
Of your voice…
And of the midnight picnic
Once upon a time
Before the rain began…
I finish up my coffee
It’s time to catch the train

Sunday, November 10, 2013

A Trip to Sesame Street

It's a magic carpet ride
Every door will open wide
To happy people like you--

Can you tell me how to get,
How to get to Sesame Street...

Sunday, November 3, 2013

57th Street

new York city
(Bruce Springsteen - Incident on 57th Street)
Johnny was sittin' on the fire escape
 watchin' the kids playin' down the
He called down,
"Hey little heroes, summer's long
 but I guess it ain't very sweet around here anymore,
Janey sleeps in sheets damp with sweat,
 Johnny sits up alone and watches her dream on,
dream on,
And the sister prays for lost souls
then breaks down in the chapel
 after everyone's gone.
Jane moves over to share her pillow
 but opens her eyes to see Johnny up and putting his clothes on,
She says,
"Those romantic young boys,
all they ever want to do is fight,
Those romantic young boys,
 they're callin' through the window:
Spanish Johnny,
 you want to make a little easy money tonight?"