no pictures please / Poems by Aprilia Zank

 

Aprilia Zank

Poems by Aprilia Zank

 

 

no pictures please

 

we have our pride after all

 

the day flickers away

dragging along the last beams

of a weary New York sun

 

the cold grabs at you

from behind numbered walls

empty-eyed dummies

prophecies of uncertain futures

 

we may have nothing

but we have

our pride

 

at dawn

New York snatches its pray

sucks it

chews it

spits its shell

at the close of day

 

they may have nothing

but they have

their pride

 

New York is cold

it shuts its doors

behind registered family names

it closes its eyes

upon

homeless

hopeless

desiccating identities

 

but they have

their pride

 

New York is mute

it has no answers

to those who go to bed

without prayers

having no bed

and no one to pray to

 

but, no,

no pictures please

we have our pride

after all;

 

 

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