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Zhuzh
This poem was written during my residency at The Columbia in partnership with Roman Road and was inspired by conversations with resident artist Tommy Camerno.
Where did he come from
This man who wears blue
From the office
or from the zoo
Who wears the sky
A stupid or
wise guy
What does he know
that his phone can’t tell
Is he conscious
or under a spell
Look up
lift your head
Would that be bad
Let me zhuzh up your shirt
crumple it
throw in some dirt
Take off your glasses
let me see your eyes
What would you advise
Someone like me
who wants to process
and digest
you and your sky
observation
into creation