Easter Morning 72st Boat Basin

hungover easter morning,

survivors of a two-day blizzard

with nobody outside calling

worrying about body heat,

everyone here's the mindset of everyone else

and seated below the only window left to shout out to this world from,

a farmer schools his sons

on using chicken wire and pitchforks

for self defense

some call this resurrection

others, survivalism by any means necessary

hey, anybody can steal a wooden cross

anytime they’re a mind to,

but when priests are guilty of fornicating with plastic dolls,

how can a good woman expect her man

to be an honest stand up lover?

meanwhile, in some little while

players will begin their basketball 4 out of 7 lives-

this should be reflective,

foul shots and time outs

the whole thing,

and every time Clyde steals another dribble,

New York City can breathe deeply again,

as the 72st Boat Basin preacher set sail for the “holy land”,

preparing for their next “steal”

still, aboard this sloop

there are 9 unbroken dry wine bottles and one chipped one standing on that window ledge.

3 girls are in the next berth sharing their long hair and other desires.

and all at once hippy Ben wants to jam

perhaps I 'd be more inclined

if there were some water to drink from

instead of these overrated

never ending booze showers

to drown out

yesterday's whiteout

4/4/71

72st Boat Basin

NYC