GTA: San Andreas (or, “Grove Street, bitch!”)
By Jacob Saenz
I play on Grove Street,
live on Grove Avenue.
Find me in the streets dressed
in greens like groves.
On the avenue, I’m a blue
jeans type of guy.
In the streets, never leave
home w/out my 9mm.
On the avenue, always carry
my pen & wine key, in case
some fool blows his cork.
My UZI sings songs in
the streets—rat-a-tat-tat.
Birds chirp-chirp-chirp
in trees on the avenue.
Rolling down the street
w/my lady—what she wanna do?
“Let’s do a drive-by.”
Rushing down the avenue
w/my baby: “I’m hungry.
Let’s do drive-thru.”
I’ll punch punks purple & blue
in the streets, bleed ’em w/bullets.
On the avenue, I’ll leave punching
to punks dressed in blues, reds,
et cetera & mind my own.
Source: Poetry (November 2012)