At the Drive East.
The man next to me
Photographing the presentation
Of Drive East, Indian Dance and Music
At Dixon Place off the Bowery,
(Once famous only for It's
Bums)
Had a garden on his arm.
Bums)
Had a garden on his arm.
At least that is what I saw,
Until I realized the snake above it.
It was his life story, he said.
Ah, the Garden of Eden, I thought
Until I really looked at the snake;
Unfinished, just outlined,-
Mouth opened and snarling -
Was not the seductive smiling snake
That took Eve by surprise with that
Lucious Apple.
No, this was something else.
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