The Electric Egg Cream

An acetylene flame 

rippling through
the steel-edged membranes 

dissolve-in the slag-encrusted cellophane 
of the deep, hardened saffron refrain. 
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Posted by MJT, filed under Big Apple Sauce. Date: January 14, 2008, 11:31 am |

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1. Suzann Says:
   January 14th, 2008 at 5:48 am

   What a sublime tribute to New York City mornings. You’ve captured something so special, both with the photos and with your amazing poetry. I truly believe only a New Yorker could have written that! (A talented New Yorker, not just any New Yorker )

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