Crust Punks

The East Village crust punks and their furry, four-legged friends

Hug city streets in a drug induced sleep

Like infants clinging to their slatternly mother

For she is indeed the one who sternly schools and scolds them

This cockroach clan of delinquents

Spreading beyond the green gates and benches of Tompkins Square Park

Contaminating the community, remaining under foot of pristine professionals

Until gentrification squashes them from sight.

~kfu