Friday, September 5, 2014

POST SILENCE

After war weariness
and the leaden news
is consumed
with a banana
by an evicted pianist,
watching through
his bay window
at a dazed sailor off shore
who waves to his lover
feeling abandoned
with a new long coat
from the pawn shop,
a cupped drink is offered
from her hands
to the latest homeless widow
who shivers by sparrows
at the dead end street
by a once working
flushed city faucet
before the water supply
was ruined,
as a once stammering poet
relives his reading
of his poster memory
at last night's long party
celebrating the peace treaty
in language's distrust,
now thunderous clouds
appear over eight bells
at the Square's
cathedral stained shades,
as a football lands
on stained plate glass,
a feral cat washes
by the fruit market
finds a soldier's shoelace
to play with
by the Lion of Judah doors,
suddenly a two eyed ray
of transparent sunshine
scatters our consciousness
for today's city venture
in the cold madness
of a white shirted dandy
in a nomadic unveiling.





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