the last sin
  pale ashen sky
a bleary eye
clouds of recurring screams...
i am a zoo
  an octopus leviathan
tentacles into an ocean
of unformed emotions...
syphilis and love  
  syphilitic pall
stifles the clear blue
i contort...
shell and pearl
  amidst highs and lows
in life's ocean flows
a shell peony-mouthed...
i am an unmarried mother
  fed on stings
of barbed milk morality
my child-plankton...
the lovers
  cell upon cell
bridge of their union
hung on the pillars...
  ogre of age
and time cavil
at a warm picture...
the young today
  innocence thaws
at the altar
of ambition...

The Lady in Brown

Downtown Chicago
House of Blues Amstel Light 1am
Gentlemen, you are not allowed to take your beer out
Enjoy the music, fall in love
Outside tall thin immaculately groomed
The lady in brown business top and skirt
A midnight hostess
Black song
Comes up to him and asks
In a clipped whisper drawl
Where are you gentlemen from?
Wary of strangers he shrugs:
From the other side of the world
She smiles I can make that out from your accents
But where are you from?
He wearily says New Delhi, India
Her lips purr: What are you doing here?
Business, he says
At this time of the night?
It was more than a query
The perfect trap
She moves closer and asks his friend for a light
At this point the moment of reckoning
They slink away
Into the safe haven of Hotel Sax
Where in the bar next to the lobby
Jazz lights up the night life

And Desiree greets them with a smile.

20 September 2008