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THE CAF BELOW MY WINDOW 8 OCLOCK, ITS DARK OUTSIDE CANDLE THE ROOM, SLIDE INSIDE THE LIGHT THROWING SHADOWS, DANCING AS THE WIND SIGHS MOSQUITOS WITH BLOOD LUST LIBIDOS GO FOR THE JUGULAR OF THE PATRONS OF THE CAF BELOW MY WINDOW I WATCH THEM SIPPING COFFEE AND SLAPPING THEIR NECKS BETWEEN THE SIPS OF ESPRESSO BUT WHEN THEY CLOSE I SLIP INTO MY BIG ORANGE CHAIR JOHN COLTRANES SAX IS IN MY EARPHONES A LOVE SUPREME SUCH AN EASY WAY OF SPEAKING THE SUN GLOWS RED ON THE LEDGE OF MY WINDOW WATCHING THE WORLD SLOWLY BED DOWN I FEEL THE HEAT START TO RETREAT INTO THE BARS AND THE BROWNSTONES SIPPING TEA OR TEQUILA WHAT EVER VACCINATION TO GET TO THAT TEMPORARY VACATION WELL THE CITYS A FISHBOWL, THE MOON A CABARET LIGHTBULB ILLUMINATING WHATS INTERESTING 3 AM, A SLIGHT BUZZ AND A LOW HUM COMES FROM THE LAVA LAMP THE SLOW TOUCH AND GRIND OF HOT WAX DAMN IM INCAPACITATED, CAPTURED AND RAPTURED AND CAPTIVATED BY THE INTERMITTENT AND UN-UNIFORM RASP OF THE TAXI CABS STALKING THAT LATE NIGHT FARE THE SUN GLOWS RED ON THE LEDGE OF MY WINDOW WATCHING THE WORLD SLOWLY BED DOWN I FEEL THE HEAT START TO RETREAT INTO THE BARS AND THE BROWNSTONES SIPPING TEA OR TEQUILA WHAT EVER VACCINATION TO GET TO THAT TEMPORARY VACATION WELL THE CITYS A FISHBOWL, THE MOON A CABARET LIGHTBULB ILLUMINATING WHATS INTERESTING 6 OCLOCK AND THE MORNING GRAY STARTS THE MACHINE OF THE DAY CAR DOORS SHUT, THE RUMBLE OF A BUS THE CRACKLE OF THE BRANCHES AS THE WIND GUSTS EYES RED, HEAVY AS LEAD ALARM CLOCK ROCKS MY HEAD, I HAVENT BEEN TO BED WENT OUTSIDE, RAINY DAMP STREETS HOLES IN MY SHOES, WET SOCKS, WET FEET THE WHOLE NIGHT RACES BY LIKE AN UNBELIEVABLE LIE NOW THAT ITS LIGHT OUTSIDE AND THE CHILDREN DIVE INTO CARS DRIVEN BY CAFFEINATED EXASPERATED MOTHERS PAST THE DARK BARS WITH THEIR SHADOWY EMPTY TABLES |