Cities I Haved Loved 1

I ♡ NYC! said I, said I. Why, I ♡ you too, honey, said the city, gay & good-moody; the lights were all on & the night air warm, & the beer like bread & butter.
When the rain began I walked lorn in my ragged, drunk & blatant oh not pretty.
But I ♡U, NYC! I called out to the scud & the flot on the clotted rank Hudson; & bitter & breezy, wind-in-the-facedown, a city wrapped in thick layers of fog hissed through gritted windows:
Yeah, honey. You & all the rest of em.
& slammed itself shut like the end of the night, when a trick's a trick & a john.