Borough of Lost Boys by Frankie Leone
Accelerating, out of darkness,
she promised herself that next
time she wouldn’t be so easily
undressed by love; or at least,
if it happened again, things
would be different–and as
her cab drove through the neon
and pixelated gold of a deserted
Times Square, her face dissolved
into a kind of magnificence.
-Bison Jack
his face dissolved
into a kind of magnificence
pixelated gold of a deserted Times Square
and through the neon as his cab drove
things would be different
and if it happened again or…
at least
undressed by love
he wouldn’t be so easily…
next time
he promised himself that
out of darkness
accelerating
Into a kind of magnificence
Her face dissolved.
Times Square
Gold of a deserted and pixelated
Through the neon her cab drove
As–and would be different
Things again, if it happened
Or at least undressed by love;
Be so easily time she wouldn’t
That next she promised herself
Out of darkness, accelerating,