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where kisses are cheap
the only thing I know for sure about love is that
in my neighborhood you could buy an hour’s worth
of it for fifty bucks. except with my hair trigger, I
never got the full hour.
when things get too quiet, I go to Roxy’s night club
over on the strip. they draw a crowd of ladies who are
lonely enough to take a chance on drifters & castaways,
even if they get burnt. I’ve met a few women there.
sometimes they’re decent, beautiful people; sometimes
they’re just beautiful.
once, on a stormy night, which isn’t unusual in this town, I
met a dame there named Laura. she liked to sing. not on a
stage, just hangin at the bar or in a booth. she’d belt out a
torch song kinda loud, so people thought she was crazy. but
fucks were hard to come by at the time, & she didn’t give one.
she was crazy sexy, that made her just my type. I bought her
a drink & gave her the once over, heart to heels. like I lost
my high school ring somewhere under her dress, & I’d do any
desperate dirty thing to get it back.
maybe the idea of a strip search intrigued her, so we left to
cruise the moody night, not caring much where it took us. I
parked by the coast & we watched the anguished rain crash dive
into the waves.
I could have offered her a smoke & made classical references
to her allure, but I was fresh out of cigarettes & poetry. the red
of her lips could have been a warning of danger; if it was, we’d
burn together.
I edged over to her & kissed her, kissed her hard. & for awhile,
maybe as long as the storm lasted, we wouldn’t be part of all
the great & precious things out there that are lonely…
(Quote at the end by John Steinbeck)
Published 13th Oct 2015
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13th Oct 2015 1:36am
John I love your poetry it's so seedy and detailed in a beautiful way..
love the way you love and view women..
classic noir masterfully inked..
with love Crim
love the way you love and view women..
classic noir masterfully inked..
with love Crim
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13th Oct 2015 1:44am
"she was crazy sexy, that made her just my type. I bought her
a drink & gave her the once over, heart to heels. like I lost
my high school ring somewhere under her dress, & I’d do any
desperate dirty thing to get it back. "
These lines made me laugh out loud! Entire poem was spectacular, as usual. <3
a drink & gave her the once over, heart to heels. like I lost
my high school ring somewhere under her dress, & I’d do any
desperate dirty thing to get it back. "
These lines made me laugh out loud! Entire poem was spectacular, as usual. <3
13th Oct 2015 4:51am
Splendid Ink John...really like the way this unfolded.. Enjoyed as always
Wow Johnny , It's been a few..
Hope you're well, ur pen is certainly not skipping any beats my friend...
I truly enjoyed this poem and the tile was on point as well...
I want you to know I feel fortunate i get to read you for free...
Excellent chop babes!!!!
>>she was crazy sexy<<, that made her just my type. I bought her
a drink & gave her the once over, heart to heels. like I lost
my high school ring somewhere under her dress, & I’d do any
desperate dirty thing to get it back.
----> that line alone made her purr... Ffs!
you are always so good at what you do and i know, u truly are that dominate control freak
that you so clearly lets all us female know..
Bravo my friend..
sorry i ain't been around for a while, but i know you know i love your ink !!!!!
loves you Johnny Rotten!
Bang you gave me one more shot!
love
Jackie xoxoxoxox
Love it!!!
Hope you're well, ur pen is certainly not skipping any beats my friend...
I truly enjoyed this poem and the tile was on point as well...
I want you to know I feel fortunate i get to read you for free...
Excellent chop babes!!!!
>>she was crazy sexy<<, that made her just my type. I bought her
a drink & gave her the once over, heart to heels. like I lost
my high school ring somewhere under her dress, & I’d do any
desperate dirty thing to get it back.
----> that line alone made her purr... Ffs!
you are always so good at what you do and i know, u truly are that dominate control freak
that you so clearly lets all us female know..
Bravo my friend..
sorry i ain't been around for a while, but i know you know i love your ink !!!!!
loves you Johnny Rotten!
Bang you gave me one more shot!
love
Jackie xoxoxoxox
Love it!!!
13th Oct 2015 5:17am
Beautiful Johnny!
I could have offered her a smoke & made classical references
to her allure, but I was fresh out of cigarettes & poetry. the red
of her lips could have been a warning of danger; if it was, we’d
burn together.
Just perfect!
loves you Johnny!
Jackie xoxoxox
I could have offered her a smoke & made classical references
to her allure, but I was fresh out of cigarettes & poetry. the red
of her lips could have been a warning of danger; if it was, we’d
burn together.
Just perfect!
loves you Johnny!
Jackie xoxoxox
13th Oct 2015 7:46am
"I could have offered her a smoke & made classical references
to her allure, but I was fresh out of cigarettes & poetry."
Some days you're just not up to it
to her allure, but I was fresh out of cigarettes & poetry."
Some days you're just not up to it
13th Oct 2015 10:18am
Utterly sublime piece John as usual. What can I say? Some poets conjure up a word picture, you conjure up a word movie. Well done mate.
13th Oct 2015 11:48am
" ... sometimes they're just beautiful" - how true, it's only skin deep.
You penned a timeless piece. Bravo!
You penned a timeless piece. Bravo!
13th Oct 2015 12:48pm
why does it always end? i could read these worlds you create for hours & not tire...
... simply loved this mister feddeler
xo
... simply loved this mister feddeler
xo
14th Oct 2015 1:48am
another incredible story unfolds…your words offer so much visualization, and crash the surfaces of want, need, desire and melancholy…always beautifully rich…I always try to read your pieces slowly as they always end too soon...
Anonymous
15th Oct 2015 5:12am
'I could have offered her a smoke & made classical references
to her allure, but I was fresh out of cigarettes & poetry. the red
of her lips could have been a warning of danger; if it was, we’d
burn together.'
. . .*sigh*. . .
to her allure, but I was fresh out of cigarettes & poetry. the red
of her lips could have been a warning of danger; if it was, we’d
burn together.'
. . .*sigh*. . .
15th Oct 2015 8:06am
I get this strange feeling Bulowski must have been an influence. Haven't checked but strong poem and story. Let me know if you every find the ring.
15th Oct 2015 3:18pm
16th Oct 2015 5:20pm
"we watched the anguished rain crash dive
into the waves." ... you always blow me away! And that's one sexy dame, you really know how to pick em', Sir Poet! Vintage allure, and nice touch, ending with the quote! - blue angel
into the waves." ... you always blow me away! And that's one sexy dame, you really know how to pick em', Sir Poet! Vintage allure, and nice touch, ending with the quote! - blue angel
20th Oct 2015 2:30am
I think everyone else has said it all - I never cease to be impressed by you skills as a wordsmith :-)
man you got 'it' in spades
man you got 'it' in spades
20th Oct 2015 4:05am
"I edged over to her & kissed her, kissed her hard. & for awhile,
maybe as long as the storm lasted, we wouldn’t be part of all
the great & precious things out there that are lonely… "
This my knight will forever echo in my awakening mornings
& my tossing nights... such a huge dose of "blue wisdom" I
received here ,, so must leave it there for this piece, that is.
-Howlings
maybe as long as the storm lasted, we wouldn’t be part of all
the great & precious things out there that are lonely… "
This my knight will forever echo in my awakening mornings
& my tossing nights... such a huge dose of "blue wisdom" I
received here ,, so must leave it there for this piece, that is.
-Howlings
4th Nov 2015 00:48am
One would be deluded to think they could just one day tell a story as well as this... story telling is a gift. And this is a fabulous piece of writing, Mr Feddeler.
7th Jul 2016 7:20am
If only the rest of the world should be so lucky as to read an original JohnFeddeler
