love vs. the outrageous bar tab
a soft footed American
walked into an Italian bar w/ bright
sunlight behind him and
threw his hands up in the air
“My heart has been ambushed!”
he screamed like a sentient dartboard
bleeding, “These wounds are from Tokyo!”
his grief spoke w/ an English accent
his wounds fluent in Japanese
he asked the bartender for
a double shot of Crown Royal
w/ a Diet Coke chaser
downed the entire order with
sad eyes blinking/nerves quivering
horror and quickly asked for another
“Yasaon’a sasoku onnifujiyuw
sabishii and bachiatari.” he said,
warm whisky traveling down his
throat like a battered gondola
floating towards shelter
“She was more beautiful than my safety.”
(from my book Paper Thin, Farfalla Press/McMillan & Parrish)
brilliant!