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Edge Effects (by Josh Mandel)

I meant to write about the neon crowd
around Times Square on any Friday night
but someone beat me to the game: it might
have been the guy in line behind me for
the urinal at intermission, but
laconic custom holds it impolite
to speak in mens' rooms, so I didn't ask.
In either case, the poem isn't mine.

But if I might indulge one sidewalk scene:
a raving maniac with bible propped
to doomsday prophesies -- he points at me
and screeches ``a Professor of College!'' as
the crowd, constricting, edges out beyond
his raven-hemmed perimeter of speech.

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