@blondesiren
In waltzed the artist,
with no care if she did not invite him.
The door was open a smidgen.
In his hand were luggage, most of his.
“ Darling, I hate to trouble you at such an hour.
I hate to ask- But I need a place to stay for a while.”
He was evicted again.
This became almost normal and expected due to terrible landlords.
The theater was locked up for the night so he couldn’t stay there of course.
Or else he would and indulged in painting til dawn.
Jasmine was the nearest and the easiest to talk to.
Compared to those he strong associated with. They’d turn him away.
Now if the rumors would silence-
perhaps Cohen would have a stable living apartment.
His preferences never helped his current situation.
Well others would’ve wanted to harm him.
The streets can be awfully dangerous at night in New York.
