Abbé on 33rd St.


Her podgy arm is yanked like a baboon's,
A cranky mom from Flatbush pulls her from me:
A Giotto cherub stepped wet from a fresco,
Flamboyant socks, a smile, and two balloons.
"You shut your mouth and fucking come mm' me,"
Mom said. "Come on. Come on, Manon, Les' go."