an alliance of perfect squares

an alliance of perfect squares

A Poem by jacob erin-cilberto


an alliance of perfect squares



punk hopscotch
horse shoe cleats
tapping cement squares
with loud clicks
and bics
lighting cigs
dangling squares
(Marlboro Men wanna bees
with rolled up sleeves on their
tees)
blowing rings from the squares
into square lives
drawn with concrete crayon
tarnished leather black
greasy hair rising in cowlick grace
or lack of it...

the young boy walks by frantically
darting his eyes away,
knowing his plight
the gang is strong together
the young boy is alone

fists and feet fly
the young boy dies
on another antagonistic city street
in mid-summer heat
and that night
blood droplets stain the chalk squares
as bics startle the darkness

a few puffs of relief
not caught, never caught, ever vigilant
they wait on another

it's the way these days
survival is landing in the last square

with impunity
and at least one last square to share
as the heavy night falls upon the city.


erin-cilberto
6/15/18

© 2018 jacob erin-cilberto


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Cities can be brutal places, where many people are lost, never to be seen again, the perpetrators never caught ...

Posted 6 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

6 Years Ago

thank you for your insights, Lyn.
j.
This sends me from West Side Story...In the Heat of the Night......to Biggie Smalls rap song...They Call Me "BIG PAPA"! I grieve as the heavy night falls upon the city....

Posted 6 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

6 Years Ago

thank you, Queenie...and wow...West Side and Heat of...two of my favorites...
Punk hopscotch is genuis, and the cigarette wanna bees... This has got a good grove

Posted 6 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

6 Years Ago

thank you, Bacchus.
j.
One wonders at the triviality of life, the casual loss of it, the jungle law played out on city streets and no one bats an eyelid. I used to watch western thrillers as a kid. Your words bring back that thrill and intrigue here.

Posted 6 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

6 Years Ago

i watched nothing but Westerns as a kid...with my dad...all of the old Western TV series...thank you.. read more
those were the times that simple pleasures can be savored even for just a short time

Posted 6 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

6 Years Ago

so true...thank you, sette.
j.

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jacob erin-cilberto
jacob erin-cilberto

Carbondale, IL



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Originally from Bronx, NY, I live in Carbondale, Illinois...teach English at a community college and have been writing and publishing poetry since 1970. I am here to read for inspiration from other po.. more..

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