POEM: a typical night in the West Village


a typical night in the West Village

there was an iguana
the size of a dinosaur
waiting on the sidewalk
outside the 55 Bar
we eased past it cautiously
headed up Christopher Street
toward 7th Avenue
the drunk kids on the corner
were arguing about dancing
as their argument got louder
they attracted the attention
of the oversized iguana
we slipped into an ATM lobby
took out our smart phones
and Instagrammed the carnage
when it was over and the iguana
had lumbered down 7th
we eased out of the lobby
strolled arm in arm down the street
arriving at Soy & Sake
just in time for our reservation

3 August 2013
Auburn AL

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