Washington Square Park

Puke stained disciples
Baptized in fountain water
Spread offerings in bread
Crusts and pigeon seed
To the god of the park
That hums its loving hum
In the tiny space between
The steady pounding beats
Of filthy palms and fingers
On drum circle bongos.

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