In the projets
pigeons dance to maracas
being played by a fat woman
in her bedroom window
A Don Draper look alike
in his dapper suit and skinny tie
rides his fixie bike
on cobblestones
buhbuhbuhbuhbuhbuh
toward the Hudson
smiling at the bike path.
When the sun shines
and its still early in May
New York slows down.
We forget to rush.
We are distracted by the flowers.
And the barefoot man smoking weed by the West Side Highway
Everyone is happy.
It's contagious.
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