‘I don’t care how many letters they sent morning came and morning went’
-Bob Dylan

I was on the corner
when they broke ground on the Ren Center
wore my flared trousers
heard the sound of cavalry officers
calling for the bird

Had a honey then
a former bunny
she used to place coke in places
that had seen too many faces

But said all that was past
I was her steady
it didn’t last
I can still taste the ash.

Jeremy Nathan Marks