The BlueIris Semi-Nightly Poetry Break, 6/21/09

[BlueIris]

"Postcard from Cherry Grove"

Ira's fed up with it here: he's already
pricing rentals for next year in The Pines.
All night, the Ice Palace's eternal disco hits
haunt our sleep--a heartbeat out of Poe, and
telltale as the three lesbians who, week before
last, broke the railing they were leaning against
and landed on the boardwalk below the club. They
were drunk and (of course) survived without a scratch.
Water taxis are still a thrill: they make me feel
like Marilyn in Some Like it Hot. Which
reminds me: we're having great sex, but only
after terrible fights. A drag queen is
screaming as I write this: "You bitch!"

~David Trinidad

[CaliforniaPeggy]

1. My dear BlueIris!

Well, this is a different point of view...

I like it!

It opens the door to a way of life that I have no familiarity with...

And it does so poetically.

Thank you...

:hi:

[BlueIris]

2. Well, I'm all about opening doors. nt