City Slickers

To be published in Winter Quarterly of http://fragilearts.tumblr.com/

The pavement

a canvas to oil slick paintings

reflecting our images

while those crazy kids are singing

to me, that whatever, I want

I'll get

did I ever add a regret to the list

never

Aderral attention span

mind soaked in wine

coffee stained teeth grind

light another cigarette to confirm

my lust for life,

while I let Jonnie in again

 

He leaves the lights on

all the way home

when I finally call

he tells me, I don't need them

I could do this, regardless

of wherever I roam,

do I need more time, freedom

I lie and say no

when the truth is

I haven't any idea

 

Reviews

[Christopher Todd Dallas]

"mind soaked in wine"
That speaks volumes.

[Ed Hart]

"when the truth is I haven't any idea" now there's a bit of wisdom for you; that's half way to Zeno's house...