Two Poems

My Melancholy Sunshine

rain just finished
slick sidewalk tasty-sweet
neon sign singing end of days
guitar chainsaw deadly as bass goes dum dum
night alive on fire in love man,
the rezillos cranking the stage-dive-electric
shoes tapping a beat sidewalk-hooker-happy,
round face beauty we smiling kiss kiss
you so sweet girl nicotine-teeth lovely
vodka 7 in the red-light-madness,
early morning gray waiting in the
distant bottle rocket street corner,
what do you say punk-rock-crazies?
what do you say in the dark night wanting,
what do you say on the slick corner tasty-sweet,
what do you say on the blue moon missing,
what do you say baby,
what do you say ’bout my melancholy sunshine …

 

Muted Love Symphony in the Big Easy Drizzle

empty pen on table
concrete walls in my body
bearded man blows the saxophone
politician says alright slickster
head feeling down-low
world news grim
purple moonshine out the window
I watch the timewheel rotation moving easy
henry miller he got some wild ass cockroach-sexy
he smilin’ like satchmo in the big easy drizzle
I smilin’ like ella she giving me sweet ass
one I love misbehavin’ cuz it’s me and my radio
world singing the muted-love-symphony
it’s rain on your sunshine
it’s no idea in the urban indifference
it’s love in dark corners
it’s angry-jack in the wildman blues song
it’s me and you holding hands in the forever-happy
unforgiving
celebration …

[Notes: The author appropriates, in the title of his second poem, The Big Easy (1970), a novel by James Conaway. His bigger work is, yes, Work Symphony (New Orleans: New Orleans, Louisiana).]

Tony Nesca is a Canadian writer: tonynesca.blogspot.com