Girl Smoking a Gauloise in the Rain
Faute De Mieux
A plump peacock looks down
from a gilt framed painting
over the bar, the tail spreads
like Rochefoucauld descending
I'm drunk as a Rahv.
Rain streaks the window clean
as a resting tiger.
Along the Rue Madeleine
a girl I know to be naked under
a raincoat lights a Gauloise.
Her eyes painted like a Saturn ring.
She'll spend the night in a poem.
Tomorrow I'll clear out, take that job
with the Tribune.
A flic looks in, time to close
this salon of talking parrots who failed
to fly south.
A radio tune, Ja-Da. News and reports
of displaced persons. My name is given,
then yours. The weather forecast says
I've seen the last of you.
|Copyright © 1999-2017 Juked|