Police Report Not Included.

One time in the city I
fell asleep drunkenly on
the uptown
1.

When the dual tones
of the closing door woke me,
I disembarked to find
a hot Bronx
summer
night.

Tonight my neighborhood sounded similar,
boisterous and sinister.
So I came inside to
write.

Last week I was robbed again
on the outskirts of
R, NC.

It is the second time since
I've been back in
the South.

And as my assailant ran
cackling into the night I
chalked up another win
for unintentional philanthropy.

He probably got pretty high out there.

Count it.



And so I sang with a smile.