Avenue C

Pok pok pok pok pok...
I’m coming along east 7th
en route to pick up
a takeout dinner for two
from Chicken Little
on Avenue C Loisaida,
when he passed me,
leather pants slung low,
fat gold chain suspenders,
transparent t-shirt,
a bantam rooster
headed north toward
the Stonewall Inn, perhaps,
or Nowhere, or most likely,
the Cock, with its red rooster sign
over the door,
and the crowd,
at high volume,
flirting out front, and
did I forget to mention
the high heel footwear
that was taking him there,
the faux engineer boots
with their pok pok pok pok pok...