4 june 2012
Stagnant Water Blues
The first drag sends you to space
in the fog of cherry red light bulbs
inside large windows of the meat market.
Like a child, beckoned by the perfume
of window taps: imagining what each one
will feel like when you penetrate them
as you count your money.
After she kisses you good-bye
you´ll fall into the stagnant water
of a dirty canal that rusts
white row boats bottom up,
and for the first time you open
your eyes wide closed.
The second drag hugs you
with gabled arms. Its
so hard! to speak when
your abdomen vibrates
and your throat burns
more and more and-
more. Every breath
a waterfall.
The third drag is a tall dark bartender
who expects a pick-up line you´ll never give
as old men stop in for a morning pick-me-up.
The third drag reminds Englishmen
they once ruled the world
with their pants around their ankles
and hot dogs in their mouths,
as well as everyone else.
The fourth drag brings you back
to a cup of Morroccan tea underneath
an unknown blanket.
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