Tuesday, December 26, 2017

10,338. NEFERTITI RANG HOME

NEFERTITI RANG HOME
They've torn down the monument now
at Riker's Bar & Grille, and all the little
ladies are gone away. Some left packets
of perfume, others a gently spray. It
lingers in my heart and mind.
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My notebook jottings, down there, I
did once in the men's room, writing
in the almost dark. Fifteen feet away,
anther drunk was pissing on the old
stone wall, not a urinal at all.
Oh brother, why bother?
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There was woman, at the telephone,
in the small alcove they had there. She
was preparing to dial but I grabbed her
her instead  -  and gently just so gently 
kissed her forehead. She smiled back, 
lightly. And  -  just  like that  -  the scene 
was all over and I went back upstairs.

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