dr.
pain’s downtown ramble bone
you want to stroll, tourist, do
but I go rambling
because that’s what I do
down here where I live
and not afraid to
ramble
keeps
your wits about you
gets your hands dirty
gets the seat of your dry cleaned pants dirty
get you out on the street when it’s too hot to sleep
no
air conditioners humming down here
no lawn mowers down here
no grass
no peace & quiet
you
want to scat these streets I’ll make you a map
take you through time to when the Rhine ran
and business was good and so on
strolling down memory lane until the end came
and then
no
more Canal
no more the Rhine
no more good for business
a big ditch
& they
filled it up & paved it over two four six lanes of high
speed traffic
will draw some clean lines of distinction between them and us
Over the Rhine
them
who drive in & take out & leave their trash behind
for us to sweep up
them who buy cheap & hike rent & fix zip & sell
to any cheap son of a high
bidder who comes down the six lane pike and why not
business is good again
Over the Rhine
and
us who don’t have a dime & don’t have a clue
us who don’t give a damn & us who do
us who trust jesus & us who just drink
and why not
here’s
to us
moundless grimey tribe
our speech simple minded
our history unwrit
our lives expendable
and
here’s to them
who better remember the pendulum swings both ways
all our days numbered on a big clock tick tocking every
one by one
strange
cincinnati
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