On Having Food Poisoning, or: The Other Side of New York

Not a place she’ll let you be
if you don’t have the energy –

not that she will care: she won’t.
Can’t keep up? By all means don’t.

Find a corner, like a kitty cat, to die.
She won’t blink an eye.

(Never has been pretty.)
Want to live in New York City?:

Here’s the trick.
Don’t get sick.


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