between towns the faces
are my guides between
the highway and bridge
between cities a clock
and a pink yahoo reminds
me where this is that is
the city between the town
and the other town passing
Inner City Home between
where i was yesterday
and where i am today on
the way, the vodka girls
at 2:43 pm almost smile
a gin and tonic pours
itself the city bubbles
the streets ooze by-
products and the faces
wear them or in silhouette
flail against the backdrop
I like this poem very much, Jean. I don't understand the word "yahoo" in context though. Anyway, "vodka girls" is memorable and entirely visceral, picturable, indelible,lubricious and sexy. Or something. I just like the languagescape, I guess. I know it. And yet.
Thanks, Tom. If you were to drive on Hwy 101 towards the Bay Bridge, you would understand what I mean about the yahoo. Personally I think the clock and the pink yahoo is sexier than the vodka girls, but then we all have our preferences.
Squirrels wear them or in silhouette flail against the blacktop
Thanks for yr response. It's been over ten years since I've been on the Bay Bridge. Hope I get to experience it one more time at least. Most excellent squirrel stanza, Jean. My VP, Crag Hill, and I are looking for more corporate officers at Squirlthongco. Interested? There may be a squirrel-based group blog in the future. Treehouses for everyone, I say. Nutcases are the future. Tom
Cheers,
Tom
Squirrels wear them
or in silhouette flail
against the blacktop
j.
Most excellent squirrel stanza, Jean. My VP, Crag Hill, and I are looking for more corporate officers at Squirlthongco. Interested? There may be a squirrel-based group blog in the future. Treehouses for everyone, I say. Nutcases are the future.
Tom
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