VILLAGE

Your beauty, your strangeness, your loneliness, your neon twilight, your confusion, your wild passion, your terrifying reasons, your sweet surrender, your child like anarchy, your youthful disdain and elder sorrow, your grit and shine are on public display in your gaze, your hands, your banging and clanging, your rise to the occasion, your art, your nod to the past and your feverish plans to take on the world. You pull me in. You will live forever. Heaven and hell. New York. Be mine. Take me with you.