Thursday, March 2, 2017


An allegorical diva
needing no introduction
or snap judgment
cautious of any cut-out line
out of context
mimicking the local scene
for your next serious collection
when you took a nap
on someone else's lap
at the party
woke up with a curious friend
in the sleepless sun
imagining under shooting stars
a dishy scene uprooting
an imposing phenomena
from Boston's Back bay
the closing of the bar at Chaps.

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