Chicagoetry: Some Other Guy

Some Other Guy

Him, luxuriating
in her inspired lewdness.
Her, chuckling
at my timidity and tenderness.

Sweet, shy, cute
v.
Hot, tough, aloof

The burden of reverence
v.
The challenge of contempt

Innocence
v.
Experience

I can soothe her,
but he can feed her.
I can amuse her,
but he can move her.

Shuffling, stumbling, eviscerated,
rife with the devastation
that never walks safely
down North Ave. in Austin.

Used clothes, eye bags, cig breath
v.
Armani, Mont Blanc, Rolex

As I shuffle to the bus stop,
his car becomes a Lear Jet.
As I stumble to my SRO,
his condo becomes Xanadu.

To sleep, per chance NOT to dream (please!).
Eye mask, mouth guard, gloves
and the beers without which Morpheus
never arrives but with which
I awaken without fail (not failing?!)
in the razor'd dark
to the consummate torture
of my own imagination.
Send in the evil clowns.

Poet
v.
Doctor

(Williams!)

Jaybird
v.
Prairie Falcon

And the cumulative strain
of "again."

Again...AND again...AND again: she chooses.
Again...AND again...AND again: I lose.

And I live on.

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J.J. Tindall is the Beachwood's poet-in-residence. He welcomes your comments. Chicagoetry is an exclusive Beachwood collection-in-progress.

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