Waiting for the Muse at The Setting Sun

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BobBradshaw
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Waiting for the Muse at The Setting Sun

#1 Post by BobBradshaw » 15 May 2022, 22:51

Waiting for the Muse at The Setting Sun


Can I buy you a drink?
I ask as she finally arrives.
She sits across from me
and I order two martinis,
hers large enough
to swim laps in.

“Please, dah-ling,” she says.
"You’re trying too hard.”
What’s with the Lauren Bacall accent?”

She shrugs. “You like it, no?”
She changes character
as often as I swap out
mediocre rhymes.

The bar’s clientele,
taxi drivers and waiters--
poets with ambitions
of winning the Nobel prize--

watch her the way
amateur astronomers
follow a night’s comet.

She closes her eyes,
like an oracle speaking
for someone who’s passed.
“A forlorn moon
sails among falling stars.”

That’s a good opening line.
“It’s yours, Bobby.
Now fold it into a poem.”

She stands up.
Don’t leave now.

Seconds later she’s laughing
with a dude at the bar,
tattoos writhing up his arms
and neck. Five minutes later
they leave together,
his hand on her ass,

my heart a hamster racing
on a greased wheel. Shit.
What does she see
in that guy?

Kenneth2816
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Re: Waiting for the Muse at The Setting Sun

#2 Post by Kenneth2816 » 16 May 2022, 19:40

Great imagination.

BobBradshaw
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Re: Waiting for the Muse at The Setting Sun

#3 Post by BobBradshaw » 16 May 2022, 19:56

Thanks, Ken

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