times square girls
slip around like high as can be,
carve their way and are drowned
in surveillance and pavement and biomass
things are looking up
for the wild eyes on the corners
holding the camera;
they shape themselves to the moment
but don’t seem to see the wide wide gameshow freefall
happening inside
the hotel blames the hard soil
and the faithful blame the loyal
and the planet blames the oil
panic has left the building
the gene pool
tall and crazy and cool
hitting the bars and entering
Author Bio
J.E. O Leary
J.E. O’Leary (he/him) is a poet, musician, and visual artist from NYC. For over 20 years, he has been bringing his words and music to NYC’s stages, festivals, subway platforms, and gallery walls. His latest poetry collection, What a Future, was released December 2020. His writing and music can be found at www.sunshineandwind.com.
This year, I’ve had work accepted by New Plains Review, Wild Roof, Something Involving a Mailbox, Prometheus Dreaming, Dead Skunk Mag, Drunk Monkeys, and Pinky Thinker Press.