Them–An Erasure

avenue   flipping above heels
blow up over  The sun
hot, but the  stir 

sawdust. On to the sign
smoke  higher
pours lightly. A doorway
languorously agitating

Everything suddenly : Neon
in daylight
malted. on such a day

life was full, of ?
walks,  with nudes
and    they’ll soon tear down
my  heart

it is Poems

A Step Away from Them, Frank O’Hara

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