Coney Island by Greg Fuchs
Coney Island noon -- water
Melon, sun bath, Pig Earth.
Thank heaven for the inefficiencies
of entrepreneurial & government systems.
Sand between the toes day.
Homeless wash clothes,
Full Hasidic garb, fur hat,
stroll along the sand toward ocean.
Wheelchair catches some rays.
The worm in his hand
falls out of his pants.
All food is fried so are the beach bums.
Splayed municipal disaster
a.k.a. urban renewal: Cyclone ballpark
grassy burial ground of roller coaster
with house inside the first crest.
New city aquarium Brasilia-like
paradise runs into ghetto
across from hot dog red glare.