Morning in Manhattan

She strolled in uninvited in her prim white blouse
        and smudged black eyeliner,
on the verge of tears, machine guns protruding,
        chewing over the cultural importance of baseball.
"It can get a little boring," she said softly.

The church is closed today, can't ask it's staff
        to break away
from a major cocaine bender at The Four Seasons Hotel
        (soon to be reprised on the Upper West Side)
and work with the blizzard of cross-dressing drunks

who are hyperventilating and freaking out,
but what in the world are we supposed to do?
The good news is the Grammys must be canceled.

-- Scott H. Stoller

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