I’m my own man
Understated
elegant in a rough way
a cup of black tea
in a coffee frenzied rush hour
not a pretty boy
I don’t do things to be different
I am different
if you’re looking for cool
look elsewhere
I’m pleated pants
in flat front chino land
no validation needed
comfortable with silence
wearing a 1950 black Omega Seamaster
wind up baby
Even though this poem that was posted to the Manhattan Missed Connections wasn’t signed, I believe the author posted others under the name “Do the Math.” These pieces always reminded me of an improved, more mature version of Frankie Leone’s Borough of Lost Boys. Frankie passed away years ago, and while his BOLB website, and postings to the Brooklyn MC, are long gone, you can still find much of his work here and on a Tumblr page.