Times Square

Jazzled and frangled electric humanity
Jumping quantumly through the crossroads
Of the world multicultural electrons scream
In silence of red and green rolling news
Ricochets off moving targets
Blind to the sweaty sound of voices
Hare Rama, Hare Krishna, Hare NBC
Digitized TV screen giant where
Smells whirl in Celtic knot fashion
Melding Spanish in the corner deli
At the meat counter selling kosher water
With newspapers and lottery tickets to boot
Wheelchairs, crutches and Rolex
Knock-offs hawking for precious, precious
Space, space, space.