24 city (2008)

After dumping the idea of Zinc, which had moved to West 3rd and doubled their cover to ten,
after paying a dollar at the Cake Shop and having ears blasted out, deciding to leave before bands began playing,
after dodging endless row of Lower East Side hipster cigarette smoke along Houston,
after searching loudly and finally finding pigeon people on Pilgrim Hill,
after eating matzo ball soup at Sable's on 2nd ave,
after rushing through NYPL Webster branch basement bookstore,
after eating organic tricolor beet salad in Tribeca Cafe,
before seeing Elliot Sharp through Eric Mingus shout "USA out of NYC" at 92YTribeca,
before doing yoga in Penn Station,
before skipping through the Puerto Rican Day Parade,
before entering an argument about wealth creation with a Dow Jones Financial columnist sitting down in the final room of the Francis Bacon exhibit at the Met,
before performing Jonathan Richman in the Times Square subway station,
while meditating in front of the Hudson, just north of Battery Park City, I overhear this conversation:
"What a beautiful Husky."
"Thanks."
"Doesn't he get hot during the summer?"
"Oh we're not here. We go to Colorado. He loves it there."