People everywhere
The streets bustle with life
lowlifes, bums, hookers and johns
Busses belch out exhaust
People yelling at taxis
Cab drivers who pretend not to hear
Car horns and panic
Strife and confusion
No time to slow down
Don’t want to be left behind
It’s a rat race, don’t you know?
Watch where you are going
Look both ways before crossing the street
Even one way streets
Give leftovers to the homeless
Help an old lady across the street
All this shit helps you fit in here
I need this city
And I need to get away
Spend a day on the beach
Drinking fruity drinks with little straw umbrellas
Clear the mind
Just enough time away
To get back to the race
This city rat race
© Dicky J Loweman 2014
dicky j loweman 
Love it, reminds me of Bukowski the alcoholic writer
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Ha. My favorite. I guess it’s easy to tell.
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I’ve checked out your stuff and I really like it. I have a similar style in my poems/ short stories too and Bukowski has definitely influenced me. Btw just read your poem rainy night and I enjoyed it.
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Thanks, again. I was just on your, too. I seem to be having trouble finding additional post though? I’m probably just still drunk.
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I’ve just made my page now, I’m new on here 😛 Have just posted a poem I wrote a while ago. I will be posting some more stuff throughout the week. I am also drinking haha, it’s 1am here.
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Cheers, mate! I’m done drinking for a bit…It’s 8am. I have a meeting with another writer at noon, so I’m sure there will be drinks.
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Like you, I’m also a huge H.S. Thompson fan. Go figure.
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HST is literally my favourite person ever. An amazing writer and an amazing man, I don’t now how a human could consume so much alcohol/drugs and yet exude so much wit and genius in his writing,
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I don’t know if my last comment went through, but as far as HST goes. He was a maniac. In a good way. Just too bad about the shotgun incident. Maybe a little more rum and we’d still have him around?
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Take a look at “Cabin”. I wrote that with him in mind. I always think of him when I’m out there.
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