New Orleans

New Orleans

A Chapter by Nobody.

New Orleans

 

sip New Orleans from a cobalt blue bottle:

 

tastes old and lean like street jazz knees

with pants rolled up to glory,

and time rolled down to a smooth

sexy slither.

 

fais-do-do on dem red bricks, bebe!

prance with scarred horses,

eat fire on ice with red beans and rice,

and wallow in musky centuries

of saline smiles Chantilly laced

with cayenne pepper.

 

mes pied sont trempe,

now let’s go swimming

 

 

*fais-do-do a Cajun street dance

* mes pied sont trempe - Cajun for “my feet are wet”



© 2011 Nobody.


Author's Note

Nobody.
*fais-do-do a Cajun street dance
* mes pied sont trempe - Cajun for “my feet are wet”

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Wow, this is cool. If the town were truly sinking, would you want to swim?

Look up "New Orleans is Sinking" by the Tragically Hip. Classic tune.

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

love new orleans! if i didn't have kids here i would be living there now...did a working vacay there a few years ago...hung out with uncle lionel baptiste at the spotted cat on frenchman

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

bottom in new orleans is way way down, but dining the while at arnod's in the quarter is way way up, and even thems oyster poorboys will easy the pain...one traveling man to another

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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