There is a lot of shit in New York

There is a lot of shit in New York.
A lot of trash, a lot of dirt. It smells like shit.
Looks like it too if you don't keep your head up.
Filthy alleyways.
It's the worst when the restaurants start to pile their garbage out on the curb.
The garbage stinks of shit.
There are a lot of restaurants, a lot of garbage.
A lot of stinking, shitty garbage.
There is also this sludge that runs along the street,
a hot stream of waste, a stench.
Some excess fluidal discharge. A pus.
It stinks of shit.
The people must smell it, too, no-one is smiling.
Young entrepreneurial types look stressed
wondering what they have got themselves into,
middle-aged men and women look burnt-out. Wrinkly.
Not age wrinkles, stress wrinkles.
Distinct lines of stress.
It must be the garbage
there is so much of it.
So much stinking, shitty garbage.
But I suppose the amount of garbage is only outnumbered by the things I purposely didn't do
because I know I'll be right back.
July 29th, 2010


Here I am again.
The trash is worse.
I hate this city, never liked it.
January 3rd, 2011