the old Time's Square,
the derelicts
and pick pockets, the floozies
on the corner,
the peep shows,
the x rated movie theaters
and ho's
with wigs
wearing fishnet stockings
and high heels.
i miss the smell of it
with cheap diners
frying greasy eggs,
the brawls
in half lit bars,
the stench of Sodom
and Gomorrah.
drunks and addicts clumped
together
on the curbs.
i miss the rats scurrying
through
the garbage,
the screaming
in dark alleys,
gunshots,
the sirens blaring all night long.
the party lights
of cop cars
swirling red in the night air.
i miss
the sound of it all,
the fear
and loathing.
the desperation.
it made you glad to get on
a plane
with your Pan Am bag
and go home.
it's just different now.

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