I’m an ARTISTE: 9/11 Poetry

Found this whilst digging through some old backups, thought it was kinda good.

Date: 12/11/2001

1:30 in the morning
konkrete jungle
suddenly
al green
so tired of bein alone
smiles break
so tired of on-my-own
heads bob
wont you help me girl
as soon as you can

later
empty street
again
stranger sings
music passes over the bluster
words don’t fare as well
from a city with an open wound
music