Greenwich and Chungking and Johnny's got a girlfriend.
Dumb blonde in loose pants, too big to be Miss America.
We wave hello.
It's here, even in the rain: the heart, the heart, the simple spin,
The audacity of colors and heat bucking up from the sidewalks.
If you strut, if you wear pretty slippers,
see how hard your feet can get.
Giraffe timidness shakes me up four flights
and I don't feel like peeking in.
The lavish halo, innocence in parentheses,
Inside me, five girls shout in Italian,
wanting life to be one long vacation.