ONE
VII
the waddling
madam star
taps
taps.
“ready girls”.
the
unspontaneous streets
make bright their eyes
a
blind irisher fiddles a
scotch jig in a stinking
joyman bar
a cockney is
buying whiskies for a turk
a waiter intones:bloo-moo-n
sirkusricky
platzburg
hoppytoad
yesmam.
the
furious taximan
p(ee)ps
on his whistle somebody
says here’s luck
somebody else says down the hatch
the nigger smiles
the jew stands
besides his teddy-bears
the sailor shuffles the
night with ϕυκινγ eyes
the great black preacher gargles jesus
the aesthete indulges
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