Young In New York

Lag: Helgi Briem, Valgar­ur Gu­jˇnsson
Texti: Valgar­ur Gu­jˇnsson

First time in this old hungover city
last night was some surprise.

Night time, totally lost in this city
bored senseless in this sleepy town.

neon lights beaming
from closed bars and pubs
no restaurant open

the boring sound
of silence from venues
shut down at midnight

Next time, every other stranger offensive,
attacks me out of the blue.

Last time, strict rules and strict regulations
I found, fountain of youth.

trying to purchase
a beer in the Bronx
to young to get served

at fifty-two
at last
young again

a duty to track
but never back
now marked as black