Fuckin' fuck

The I swear 

          The sweaters

        Are happy reminders

     Of the MacDougal street 

        Apartment

    To get up and go to 

    The Cafe Reggio

   The owner is an older man 

       Dressed up in a sport coat

   "That bench is from the Medici"

Streets are littered with last nights NYU partiers 

     Drinking and laughing on the streets

   Of the West Village

 Near where the San Remo was

  Literary bigwigs boozed 

There and enjoyed the

    New York nights