For ‘The Golden Acorn’

New York City,

night, 7th at Bleecker,


Break Dancer breaks

Visual Road so strong,
knocks me senseless. 

Heart swells. Wants



Know, heart is all.

Realize, poverty's hell
slowly shredded into magic moments
all of me feels.

                                 Suffering of his life,
                                 my life,
                                 the Joy of this poem.

from In New York City Air. Copyright © James Humphrey Trust.


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