Shoe-shy,
alley entrepreneur
reads yesterday’s market report
with Sterno snores.
Herringbone and heels
crowd four-chair tables,
stabbing Romaine and Salmon
in the heart of house notes,
and higher learning.
They both drink Sun
on the back of their necks,
rain drips from the tip of a nose
whether its perfumed or bloody.
The DOW dropped 30 points...
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6 comments:
I agree with Eric. Oh, wait, he hasn't posted yet. Well, when he does, whatever he says, I'll agree with him.:):):)
Guy in the alley probably slept better with the news. Nice contrast, Pat!
Slices of life that fit perfectly on our plate. Classic, Pat, enjoyed this very much!
great poems....
happy poetry month!
:)
enjoyed this one very much (glad it's not my shares dropping...)
very interesting ---
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