Somewhere downtown,
You’re upstairs.
Somewhere downtown,
Your oil paintings of pairs of pears hang upstairs.
Somewhere downtown,
I’m awake from a dream about champagne.
Nice clothes and the numbest pain.
I rush around to the shower,
I rush to the subway,
I rush to work,
I rush home to White Russians and Moscow Mules.
My hearts a buzzing bee from Ohio, somewhere in London but I locked it all up in a chest..
Somewhere downtown,
There’s a panicked twenty something.
Somewhere downtown,
Theres traffic building the bridge.
Somewhere downtown,
someones playing my favorite song.
Somewhere downtown,
its hard for me to sing along.
Somewhere, wherever you are..
You may have trouble understanding this.
Somewhere in England,
my head keeps fabricating scripts.
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I love this poem. Especially the repetitive line, “somewhere downtown”. I do suggest, to go through and take out some of those lines. It makes the poem too repetitive. I would also work on the title of your piece more. Other than those things, this was a nice poem!
I really like this poem also and I agree with Julia, taking out a couple ‘somewhere’s’ might make a greater impact. perhaps the title is just “Somewhere”….great job. Keep writing!