in that syncopated style

by Steven J. Serafiani

somethin bout drums in
a dirty city. drunkards all
dance just like they did in
a goodman sense and it
got god in it. perhaps not
the standard interp of god but
something more.
and the girlies
move and the street moves and
the night, the night moves just
as a character in your
favorite flick. natural and

unhinged.

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