latin dictionaries and coffee houses in new york city

i dream of latin dictionaries
(derived from the ever noble oxford)
and reciting verbose verse
in coffee houses in new york city,
the aroma of roasted coffee beans
and the mule-like sound of esspreso machines
as the habitues order their usual beverages

starving artist: observations of a man on a bus in shorts carrying a bible on his lap -
i wonder if he was molested as a child?
perhaps by a priest with sandal clad feet?
his body language communicates discomfort:
shame and anxiety
exposed knees, leg hair and a downcast gaze

10/31/13




Poetry by Thomas Perdue The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2013-10-31 at 23:04

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Kathy Lockhart
It took me on a journey of the mind. I followed you through your image filled words leading me to an excitement of my senses.
2013-11-01