Times Square is not a place
most NYers enjoy being
(or most tourists, after the first 10 minutes):
it's full of gawkers who walk slowly
and people tactlessly soliciting your money.
There is no amount of money
you could offer me
which would make me stand there
on New Year's Eve.
However, there is something about it
There must be, or why would people go there?
It's the feeling of everything rushing towards and away from you at once
the optical illusion of humanity seething onward into the darkness
And the jagged distinction between heaven and earth
etched in cubic zirconia
by human hands.
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