jump to navigation

On Never Seeing Tex Again by Jade Blackmore May 10, 2012

Posted by vscorpiozine in Uncategorized.
Tags: , , ,

On Never Seeing Tex Again

Tex and her tattooed boyfriend sleep
in the Ralph’s parking lot
ever since her parents kicked her out.
Boarded up supermarket graffiti from Harvey to Tex,
2 kids on the rebound from the streets,
pitching drinks in leather gloves.
Deceased sleaze.
The world’s gone bourgeois.
A load of no-talent broads in chiffon and fake fur
posing while the guys play guitar.
Tex strumming acoustic chords in baggy linen dress.
Paraphrase a diva and become one.
Gauntlets rigged to skinny arms.
Electrified black hair spread out onstage.
Behind the bar,
hyper with crayons,
a 5 year old mind sometime set in a 25-year-old body,
a voyeur’s legend
suddenly tapped into flesh and blood.



Copyright 1986, 2005 Jade Blackmore

This poem is included in Close, But No Pizza, available at Amazon.com



No comments yet — be the first.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )


Connecting to %s

%d bloggers like this: