Musical accompaniment for poem : https://soundcloud.com/beatnik-records/papagayo
Ensenada afternoon Sidewalk bench
Outside the Oxxo convienice store
A neon city of clamor
a writhing restless hustle
Voices all around me
A Degas style impressionistic reminiscent
Of acid trip teeth grinding
2 Hispanic women in an old brown Buick
Argue over who’s turn it is to buy beer.
A man with sleek pleated pants
“I’ve got girls”
“Follow me...I take you”
“Whatever you want”
“I’ve got eet”
“You wanta the cocaina?
He wouldn’t let me sketch him.
2 girls cross the street
Very young
Dressed in the scent of sin
“Hey baby”
“I’ll show you good time”
The man with the pleated pants
Scolded her in Spanish
Then coolly tips his hat to me with a half grin.
“Come on, I take you”
Once a smoothed faced man
I , the one who may beacon with tendrils upon tendrils
of Vast artificial contentment
May become a wanton wanderlust searching upon searching
The path has become part of us.
Ponderlust.
A wondrous derangement.
An engagement of planes upon trains from Strasbourg to Thames.
A suave Lothario flagrantly wears his gangrenous fougere.
A disheveled man, Long beard. Shoes worn affray.
High society Woman in gaudy bedazzle.
What do your shoes say?
Did you have a cinematic life?
Black and white?
Will you wind back the reels
Of your 8mm
Frame by frame
Only to find you have been Alone, in a dark room
Nothing more than a spectator
Reduced to a Pair of staring eyes?