
Brooklyn Chronicles: Ch 18
You gunna help me out
I ont want no trouble
Juss trynna get by
You knoe.
Change?
You gunna help me out
I ont want no trouble
Juss trynna get by
You knoe.
Change?
The DMV,
Atlantic Avenue?
violent upheaval
don’t send me
The Department of Motor Vehicles
a black hole, loud and exploding
absence of life
that place makes me pray
for a quick, quiet death