Saturday, September 22, 2007

Mr. Joshiy

I love the KLINK of his penny loafers on the side walk KLINK KLINK KLINK
His hat screams at me
YELLOW RED GREEN
His GLASSES
big round SCREAMING
nonchalant cigarette from a man that may have been a stranger
A Stranger?
a STRANGER!
A man wearing a black over coat
radiating mystery
Waiting at a cross walk he hand the cigarette
as if he was ridding his red hand of an ounce of COKE
COKE KILLS
CRACK IS WACK
He said Mart Jane never hurt anyone
7th floor the cloves crackle and eyes turn RED
and the man's shoes say KLINK KLINK KLINK

1 comment:

avril said...

i love when words SCREAM!
this is fantastic.
the line towards the end
("ridding his red hand")
makes me think of the song
"red right hand"
by nick cave and the bad seeds.
actually, the whole thing reminds me of it. fa.nta.st.ic.