Saturday, November 20, 2010

2 Posts

The Night
A cripple and a fat man sit at a stripper's bar. Wasting away. Wasting away. A lover's song plays. Pearly whites. The Devil's eyes in blond disguise. A young tattoo slithers and peels as snake skin. "Cheap round for all!" The fat man cries to empty chairs. In this lonely place the cripple lauds his wanting tongue: "Before," he says. "I died in a crash that took half of me." The time is late in retreat down smoking stairs. The heavy one helps the disabled's descent. A story as a stage stripped from a human page.

The Kid
Johnny the Kid had a fifth wheel inside his head. Sometimes it would get out of place. It'd get jammed and get stuck. His life a mess. He'd think:
I want winter in fall
The summer as a burning place
I haven't seen Johnny since he was a kid, but I wish him the best: that crazy wheel jammed inside his head

9 comments:

Fisheye Lens said...

Filthy. Greasy. I can smell the grime peeling off those words.

Love it!

flaubert said...

Love both of these, but the first is like being in that sleazy club.
Nicely done.
Pamela

Jingle said...

a man and a kid,
lovely sentiments for the kid,
vivid portrayal of the crippled man.

both poems are beautiful.

Old Ollie said...

Man you can craft a phrase. Cool very cool.

ScottlB said...

Think I passed out in that place after the fat old man bought the next round....lol

The kid with a fifth wheel...
like them both you do have a way with words..thanks for sharing

Juice Box said...

I quite enjoyed them both. I really like the way they're written.

oilunderneath said...

Should have been 200 Posts.....I swear I could read your stuff all day...and not waste away....very tasteful....yum!

Human Paradox said...

Classic stuff. Like a Budweiser on a summer night on the back porch of a square corner.

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