I Walked

I walked the gutters
of lower manhattan
all but asleep
in another’s restless dream

I dragged a body
with dead head
and a disguise of youth
wherever I could not think

I lived full and alone
in anguished biology
seeing a segmented world
through nothing but eyes

Never hit by grace
I survived by history
my feet were a fated pair
I stayed still without knowing

The air was always dark
The air was mostly always wet
Such big visitors
talking talkers on all sides

I finally escaped
I did it in time
So much sugar in my blood
what a watch to be!