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January 25, 2006
the dimly lit
christmas lights el blanco
highlight the smudges and smears
without and within
the drinking vessels that hang
reverse negative
from the lattice work over the bar
the armrest is cracked and bulging
leaving patches of artwork
on my forearms
and the barman is devouring cigarettes
like the desert takes rain
black denim asphalt
a sable mane
whips around between the tatters of light
keeping the high definition
low
she brings us incentives
to remain
on plates and heels
to each
their own
I with my liters of beer
and comtemplative eye
the wife with her vodka bottle
and elbow to my ribs
we meet the family
that lives behind the partition
beyond the dressed tables
and arm wrestle each other
for kicks and kudos
the hits from the 80's
that you'd like to forget
keep working the repeat button
as we speak between broken language barriers
and pace the disco ball
with the clanging of salutations
the cd tray
finally finds a more suitable barritone
and I engage the golden blowpipe
in spite of a few flakes of rust,
a few dropouts in the high season
I managed to carry the tunes
to a pleasent crescendo
near the bottom of my glass
three liters into it
and the wife now on rum
we biodegrade the dialog
as we go
giving notice
that we shall return
in the morrow
once our train comes
full swing
be it noon
or night
just leave the door ajar
and the barker
barking
D.
Posted by Drexler at January 25, 2006 01:56 PM