Downtown Brownstone

Downtown brownstone making money

moves all day and partying each night

away.

Walk through the world with a peacock’s

pride.  See no wrong do wrong. Hustling

through the bustle of life.

All the while giving just enough lip

service to those who are needed and

neatly disregarding the rest.

Enjoying the highest of highs

lying in wait for the mallet to

break my dreams of those halcyon

days.

Before becoming just another

luddite stuck in the mud; someone

holding onto a young man’s hope

and lust.

When I was there raising a whiskey

out of bottle not saucer and cup

to being one of the members of the

upper crust.

The hoots and hollers are all but gone

as I have achieved no fame.

Just one last fading glance at

the billboard on the drive by.