the right place, or whatever they want to judge you for

down marian st.

(feeding the lady with brown bag,

covered in rhine stone

and other vulgarities)

there stands a fountain

among an old world feel -

cobblestone and electricity -

occasionally there are children playing.

dipping feet into sublime distraction

it turns over a ruffle or so

cascading onto wealthy shoes;

aeolus, with dry

time to find,

knows it is no place for a bathing suit.