Body to Soul(Pork Chop POEM)

I can't keep up

my foreign feet meet

American cobblestone

Cultural corners

Atomic intersections  

That

Wail

Honk

Grunt as they greet

Where alcohol evaporates

Into cappuccino interiors  

Of knock off neon green bolero hats

and deep ancient breaded mouths

Savor and smile  

While shapes and human colors

Morph a dlalect of sound

Here in her home

Of the Ironbound  

 Ironbound moments. 

Ironbound moments.