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The Bronx

The Bronx 

says she’s not racist 
you want to believe her 

you want to sleep with her 
she needs to relax 

can’t do that 
if "everyone grabs her ass"

try to explain to her 
gives you that look

what a naive loser
your erection starts to fade

looking forward 
to that return train

live in the bronx
where people work hard 

all day long without
getting off

people are beautiful
they leave me alone

walking expressways
plates thrown into the park

in pizzarias men confess 
crimes of when they were young 

america battles it out
with everything that’s coming up  

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