Street Corner Scribes
My psycho geographic beat
hooks me up with street angels.
Icons of the literati’s inner sanctum,
such as Shakespeare Walk
or Bronte Street dot the city’s heartbeat.
They wave at me in hi-viz chalk white
characters—pointing this way & that
like cryptic runes on traffic point duty.
At mornings low tide, I wait for
ghost writers & their silent annotations.
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