Thursday, June 2, 2011

AT THE BLUE PUSSY

Wan faces of the pale waitresses
Palace of solace
Seekers of some kind of
Enlightenment
A small diversion
Here we sit
Blue Pussy Café
The good gray poet
Stroking his whiskers
Watching the tenderloin
Undulate between his fingers
Musing
Larry the Clown
Playing with the maitre d’ again
Ripping off his face
Replacing it
With a red bohemian mask
So slim a margin
Between death and life
The champagne cocktails
Hold us at their mercy
For ransom

--Steven Gulvezan is a disciple, in words, of the great sculptor, Alberto Giacometti. At their best he hopes that his stories and poems are able to cut close enough to the bone of truth to make them worthwhile to read. He’s recently been published in Underground Voices, Gutter Eloquence, and The Battered Suitcase. Links to some of his writings may be found at: http://www.mysterywriters.org/user/607.

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