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bad night for poets
joe’s bar
easy name to remember
used to be my favorite hangout
until they found out about me…
a night in august, hot,
so hot your skin melted if you went out for a smoke,
trickled like a muddy river out of your shoes.
big guy standin next to me at the bar, sleeveless t-shirt,
guzzlin colt 45 double malt. he annoyed me, so i said:
read any good poems lately? you know, real smart-ass.
he laughed, looked at me like i’m a moron, said: if i need
to read i’ll get a newspaper or a skin mag, i get news for
my brain & my dick.
i say yeah, yeah, but you still need Art, Literature, Poetry.
so somebody yells why? & somebody else yells yeah, why?
so now it’s personal, i gotta defend Art, Passion…
the words shoot outa my mouth like skyrockets, smash
on the ceiling comes thunder, vowels & wounded syllables
droppin in little silk parachutes, fractured lights flashin,
somebody throws a bottle at the back-bar mirror, then
another, tommy the bartender gets cut up bad,
2 guys grabbin a screamin blonde nasty-like, bones
crackin, blood splattered, citizens rushin out the door,
others rushin in…i take off out the back like my butt’s
on fire, & I’m still hidin out…
& for me joe’s bar is a julie-london-singin-the-blues memory
ever since that night
they don’t allow poets…
(Art: Brassai)
Published 24th Jun 2016
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Written like a true patched member of the Badass Chapter of the Language Gang. Like this fast moving write and the ironic twist in the tail...
Anonymous
24th Jun 2016 4:25am
Visions of you running for the door, lol. Great ink, could see it all in my head. 😉
24th Jun 2016 6:40am
Visually beautiful
You got this imaginative thing down to a fine art my friend xD
Certainly one to re-read again
You got this imaginative thing down to a fine art my friend xD
Certainly one to re-read again
Anonymous
24th Jun 2016 8:56am
I know I always say I love your knack for storytelling, but I do!
no poets at joes...excellent ink, JohnF
no poets at joes...excellent ink, JohnF
24th Jun 2016 10:42am
Yeah you're right ... We poets know how to fuck things up, even a perfectly good dive bar
24th Jun 2016 3:04pm
24th Jun 2016 3:25pm
24th Jun 2016 5:30pm
love this John..
"the words shoot outa my mouth like skyrockets, smash
on the ceiling comes thunder, vowels & wounded syllables
droppin in little silk parachutes, fractured lights flashin,
somebody throws a bottle at the back-bar mirror, then
another, tommy the bartender gets cut up bad,"
rowdy poetry at it's finest..
love Crim
"the words shoot outa my mouth like skyrockets, smash
on the ceiling comes thunder, vowels & wounded syllables
droppin in little silk parachutes, fractured lights flashin,
somebody throws a bottle at the back-bar mirror, then
another, tommy the bartender gets cut up bad,"
rowdy poetry at it's finest..
love Crim
24th Jun 2016 7:19pm
Hah! You betcha it was/still is a "bad night for poets."
It is not cool to begin to throw things in the middle of
a crowded bar full of drunks . . . Nope . . . And even
more or less stay away from suspected "high brow"
speech can set the bottles a-flying.
It is not cool to begin to throw things in the middle of
a crowded bar full of drunks . . . Nope . . . And even
more or less stay away from suspected "high brow"
speech can set the bottles a-flying.
Anonymous
24th Jun 2016 7:40pm
Sir John....I can't imagine any good coming from such eased disregard for poetry when speaking with you....no, no, no....I would never even think of it...not even in my most drunken, lowest moment....With love always - Taryn xoxo
24th Jun 2016 9:08pm
Your pen is mightier than the pool cue swinging in your direction. Joe's Bar might be a memory, but there's plenty of other watering holes waiting for your words.
Seems you have a knack for slapstick noir.
Seems you have a knack for slapstick noir.
25th Jun 2016 2:17am
25th Jun 2016 8:22pm
Badazz Scribe John.. love the energy ..nothing gets the blood pumping like a good brawl
26th Jun 2016 1:58am
26th Jun 2016 2:45pm
1st Jul 2016 1:59am
John you are definitely the better man in this situation to defend poetry lol. The imagery of a bar fight initiating is incredible. Im a huge admirer of your prose brother, good stuff.
