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Sidewalk Strangers
by AreaMan
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Staring through security glass
The morning's news hangs like a swinging noose
Downtown coffee tastes like soil that's blessed
I pay the bill and start my visionless quest
A shipwrecked sailor with a 1000 yard stare
The most serious man alive
Hawking passes: hey please take one
A show the Times describes as fun
The humility of legal work
It was imprinted on his forehead
Under the shadows of the cannibal banks
Every single tourist shrugged no thanks
In a shop by Hock and Hound
That smelled like college debt and soft cheese
The anorexic dude with dreads
Looked like he wore his beads to bed
There's a cello in his personal space
And his coursework for an MBA
He knows everything bout Reds from France
And what pairs with curried eggplant
Sidewalk Strangers
Not yet famous
Dressed so fine
For our grand decline
Sidewalk Angels
Not yet famous
So elegant
For our steep descent
She's the wearer of a feathered shawl
Squatting in a filthy storefront
Cutting fat from slivered brisket
To give her puppy all the best bits
Further down on Pershing square
Blares the holy strains of disco
Families all dressed down for the beach
Are ice skating under record heat
At the nation's final bookstore
Snores an Alan Ginsberg look alike
Is he homeless? ask the part-time clerks
Or a professor of the sacred works?
Sidewalk Strangers
Not yet famous
Dressed so fine
For our grand decline
Sidewalk Angels
Not yet famous
So elegant
For our steep descent
Staring through security glass
The morning's news hangs like a swinging noose
Downtown coffee tastes like soil that's blessed
I pay the bill and start my visionless quest
A shipwrecked sailor with a 1000 yard stare
The most serious man alive
Hawking passes: hey please take one
A show the Times describes as fun
The humility of legal work
It was imprinted on his forehead
Under the shadows of the cannibal banks
Every single tourist shrugged no thanks
In a shop by Hock and Hound
That smelled like college debt and soft cheese
The anorexic dude with dreads
Looked like he wore his beads to bed
There's a cello in his personal space
And his coursework for an MBA
He knows everything bout Reds from France
And what pairs with curried eggplant
Sidewalk Strangers
Not yet famous
Dressed so fine
For our grand decline
Sidewalk Angels
Not yet famous
So elegant
For our steep descent
She's the wearer of a feathered shawl
Squatting in a filthy storefront
Cutting fat from slivered brisket
To give her puppy all the best bits
Further down on Pershing square
Blares the holy strains of disco
Families all dressed down for the beach
Are ice skating under record heat
At the nation's final bookstore
Snores an Alan Ginsberg look alike
Is he homeless? ask the part-time clerks
Or a professor of the sacred works?
Sidewalk Strangers
Not yet famous
Dressed so fine
For our grand decline
Sidewalk Angels
Not yet famous
So elegant
For our steep descent
