Tribecian 

       Trim

Slipped the

Ajax

      Steadfast marauders 

     On Tom Waits fingers

           The ladder in the loft

     Before my time

  Sold 

       And sung

 Slung

On the indoor rope swing

          New York was a beautiful time

       Before the chores

Aplenty

    Laid down a plastic 

Tennis sneaker

    Backyard junk depot

   And the moolah 

 Boolah 

    Bookhouse 

          Caresses on the avenues

              Junkies 

And drunks

     Turf stores

       Slaves to the sun

             Corner stores

Rippling in the 

Restive afternoon

      Ride the bus back 

To grandmas house

      And get some sleep