Camden, New Jersey, an inflated mess,
where the bus seats tremble their feeble frames.
Labor-free beer and hemp,
and the loud swallow of garbage trucks.
Smog sidles over roof combs
as wind swings in like filth from the East.
this girl you’ll never love.
She watches you long - and often,
holding your big dream between her thighs.
Robert Karaszi, a Pushcart Prize nominee, worked as a lyricist/songwriter for an independent record label and also freelanced as a writer for upcoming artists. His poetry has appeared in many journals such as New Orleans Review, Hawaii Pacific Review, Grey Sparrow Journal, New Plains Review, Front Porch Review, and he has work forthcoming in Red Rock Review. Currently, he resides in New Jersey.