from burlesque to mediocre
three sheets shy from jovial
to the deadbeat bug of drugs home occupation.
with Cohen at a funfair
a secret life on borrowed time
hounding horse each chapters line
drunk beyond belief on a club cream soda;
anxiety in a plastic bag of air
panic comes and grows it\'s kisses deep
deeper than the stretch-marks on my cheeks
flamenco red
plucking strings in favour of a trade;
he of fire
laborious beneath a quilt of orange skin
safe from felines furballs
twisting through the sinews like a king
waiting for an encore
far left of centre
to Montreal for the splendour of her Spring;
near midnight now the sleepless spread their wings
a kiss from the ghost of Joan of Arc
and see what the future brings;