Category Archives: Musing

Last Train out of Grand Central

My friend and I were eager to see the ball drop on December 31st night. We set out of our home in Mount Vernon East around 6:00p.m., made it to the train station and rode it all the way to Grand Central in New York City. It was bitterly cold that evening, colder than I’d ever felt, and winter was yet to arrive.

I had dreamed about doing something like this for years. This was one of my earliest trips to the USA, so I was still a novice on things. But watching the ball drop in Times Square was a dream I needed to make happen.

The city was in chaos when we got off the train and made our way out of the station. The city was bursting to the brim, teaming with New Yorkers and foreigners from all over; apparently, everybody was there to witness the same thing. Everyone was decked in parkas, winter jackets, hoodies, and thick shoes. It hadn’t begun to snow yet, but on the weather report declared that was coming soon.

Several avenues were closed. Cops manned road-block stands deterring anyone from passing through. We joined the crowd and walked down West 42nd Street to Times Square. It felt like we were part of a chain gang; I started wishing we had taken our time before coming.

There was a bursting crowd there, and it was tough getting through onto Broadway. We made it to a Burger joint and filled our stomachs for the long night. The sun was out, but it was frigging cold; the sun looked like it wasn’t going anywhere.

Eventually, the sun dipped beyond the skyscrapers and vanished, replaced by a starry night. There was bright lights and Christmas décor all around. My friend and I returned to the streets, waiting. We talked, we joked about how cold it was, and laughed. It was fun seeing my breath turn to vapor before my eyes. We exchanged greetings with other people who were there to see the ball drop. 

Time passed, and the crowd grew larger, more frenetic. There was music playing, but it seemed to come from everywhere. The hours went by and yet we continued to wait.

Like that, the inevitable hour arrived. I could barely see much from where I stood, and like everyone else, I had my phone out, taking snapshots. The resounding countdown noise was eloquently clear.

“FIVE! . . . FOUR! . . . THREE! . . . TWO! . . . ONE! . . . HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!”

You could hear the scream for miles. Fireworks exploded into the sky; confetti rained on our heads. People hugged and cheered; couples held each other and shared passionate kisses; enemies kissed friends, and friends celebrated with enemies.

Peace reigned briefly upon the world. It was beautiful.

Then came time to leave, and that was a struggle going with the crowd. It was non-stop bumping and grinding as we returned to Grand Central. There wasn’t a direct train to Mount Vernon, so we joined one heading to Harlem, and made two more stops before arriving at our station. It was 02:37 a.m. when we returned home. neither of us slept much. We made tea and talked for hours, mostly about what we hoped the New Year would bring.

It had begun to snow by the time we laid our heads to sleep.

HAPPY NEW YEAR, EVERYONE!

(Untitled) Friday

Another Friday morning it is today

Goddamn, why can’t it be Saturday always?

I’m heading out to work

Doing stuff I despise with all my might

But I’ve got no choice, and I’m going to need some motivation

Luck is on my side, though:

I’ve got your woman riding shotgun beside me—

She makes great company—especially since

You’re off to work, and we’ve had plenty of time to fuck

We just pulled up to a traffic stop

Your girlfriend is looking kind of horny, rubbing her thighs together 

I’ve got enough time on hand,

So, I unzip my fly and she bends over to start choking on my mic.

Speed of light

If I could be there at inception

To see the birth of dawn:

What your birth would resemble

Then speed through time

To view the hour of your death

Wouldn’t that make me a god

To be a squid burrowing

Through galaxies of space, love and time

Wouldn’t I be king over all?

If I could hold the world

Between thumb and forefinger

Be like the sun and hurl a breath of stars

And create life enteral,

Would I own your trust, this earth we inhabit,

Imagine if I were god for a night?

Paradise

Who knows what Paradise looks like

Whoever has been there and returned to tell

Whoever would go and even want to return?

I have questions that need answers:

How clean is the water?

Are there food a-plenty?

Do they heal the sick?

Whatever becomes of the Dead if they truly die?

Hopefully someone will tell me someday,

I pray I’m not old and senile when they return.

Tease Me

Go ahead, wear something nasty

Tell yourself that you are sexy:

Talk sex because you were built for sex

Never mind your age, body folds,

Or stretch marks around your booty—

Those are love lines, so love more

Seduce me with your kink 

Offer me a peek at your tits

Tease me 

Watch me get hard in my jeans

Come sit on my knees

Nibble on my ears—moan while I caress you dear

Tell me your horniest erotic secrets

How bad you want to ride

No ice cream or chocolate for tonight

Just rough sex and nothing less

Come on then, my sexy dear

My bed is calling

And I’m super-horny!

The Journey

The journey lies ahead

And I’m yet to take my first thousand steps

Beyond this front porch, past the picket fence

Outbound into the great beyond,

I wish I could take you along with me

I wish I could bring my dog, Smothers, along

Maybe even my cat, Jinks,

But some journeys demand you travel alone

Why alone?

I don’t know. Honestly,

Whoever made these rules

These pathways and obligations we must follow

Why can’t we remain true?

Why can’t I simply choose to be with you?

Always I thought you were all I sought

But then we broke off and then you were gone,

You said you had your own journey to follow through upon

And didn’t require me around

Clogging up your spot, snatching your sun

Shine a light into my heart and you’ll find

An empty, hollow ring

Where there ought to have been ventricles and arteries,

How could you leave me like this

Knowing your love was all I need

To get through each day, leaving me abandon in this place instead

I fear what the world will become without you

Even as I stand here gazing down the road, taking in the view,

I’m afraid, yet without a clue

As to whatever phantom fright harbours my mind

But I know that time comes with the tide

And I must get to walking

Least the day of the hour grows dark.

Baby, baby, shine little baby

Shine like the sun

Be the moon over a waterfall

You’ll be a big girl soon

A pearl glittering like a diamond

Love and kisses, sleep and dream of angels

Smile, baby, baby. Smile for mummy.