Flatiron

O’Flatiron, you turn-me-on.
Being iconic and ironic (?)
A shape that broke the mold.
Imagined triangular rooms.

Phallic as all get-out.
Reaching for the stars
and yet accessible,
no gaudy Empire or Chrysler.

Imagination as architecture.
Stand-alone and stand-above
and stand-out.

Are you the last vestige
of iconic New York?

TP/MMXIV