| Deceptions: The Corner Bar |
Yet another drink of preconceptions,
sitting in the corner bar:
‘Deceptions’.
worn-out disappointments
left at home on sodden pillows.
Couples keep faulty scores,
throwing darts
in a back room lane
with
cupid’s rusty arrows.
As the juke box plays,
‘on the wings of a snow white dove,’
we awkwardly dance getting
pheromone rushes
and
mimic’s blushes,
prologue to the night’s play.
Discretely,
we slide
into dingy
basement
rest-rooms,
dropping coins into dispensers;
plastic foil wrapped
Velcro Love
~to disguise tissue paper hearts ~
again.
There are no mis-perceptions
leaving the corner bar:
‘Deceptions’.
amb©10-2004
sitting in the corner bar:
‘Deceptions’.
worn-out disappointments
left at home on sodden pillows.
Couples keep faulty scores,
throwing darts
in a back room lane
with
cupid’s rusty arrows.
As the juke box plays,
‘on the wings of a snow white dove,’
we awkwardly dance getting
pheromone rushes
and
mimic’s blushes,
prologue to the night’s play.
Discretely,
we slide
into dingy
basement
rest-rooms,
dropping coins into dispensers;
plastic foil wrapped
Velcro Love
~to disguise tissue paper hearts ~
again.
There are no mis-perceptions
leaving the corner bar:
‘Deceptions’.
amb©10-2004