The
Night,
Sirens
Heading
To
Bellevue.
Those
Days,
I had
A
Studio
On
Second
Avenue,
Twinkling
Towers
In
My
View,
The
Rowdy
Irish
Bar,
A
Distant
Car
Alarm,
The
Persistent
City
Hum,
The
Day
To
Come
Already
Dawning
Cobalt
Blue,
And
I alive,
With
Work
To
Do.