Noble Square

Latinas w/ their baby carriages

and the birds chirping
like assholes

at the end of this cigar

as the sun goes down

w/ balls the size
of cantaloupes

and pigeons
chasing each other

past a dirty American flag

and the cops chasing
the thundering engines

of souped-up
shitty cars

as the sun goes down

in a boring war

in every steeple
and dog

in every broken piece of furniture
ice cream truck
and river rat gnawing at wire

we’ll die

the same deaths
as all these things

not having won
not having lost

but having a cigar

while the birds chirp
like assholes

in Noble Square

© 2008 Lee Kitzis