Daddy Long-Legs
Moves To The City
Daddy Long-Legs
isn't used to the city
the smell of asphalt
concrete
and the height of
the buildings
building claustrophobic brick
on Bethlehem Steel around him.
Through his second
floor
window he watches
the red ghost lights
of the Number Six slow train
shadowing through honking traffic
jams on cold steel rail ringing
Get out of my way
get out of my way
unwary pedestrian
or I'll run you over!
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