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Pale white against the ghostly fog
Smoke curled for lack of oxygen
Black rim glasses hide, head bows
Conceal eyes of cool cat daddy-o

In dark, goatee, groomed and moody
Beret tilted silhouetted, covers identity
Captures blues wrapped in a sax
Brown paper bags cover booze

Jazz releases notes unknown to claps
Fingers snap approval to the poets silence   
Something to be trusted no matter what
Underworld shadows gather dust

A secret spot built on a fog bank conjured up
On a dingy dream found five steps down
A hideaway ten degrees below zero and counting
Leading beyond all cafe dive boundaries 

Cold nights survive on hanging tunes
College degrees wall to wall leave hollow marks
Jive time turkeys hold on to hot tea instead
Twilight characters friendly as death reset

Step down in reality to displease history 
Bass man puffs his last cigarette
Joint smokers fill up the cavern
Underworld types gather with germs abounding

Fallen ash in trays lose attention
Coffee stains on tables remain
Stale as bread half consumed 
Down and dirty with the blues

Tinted in a melancholy stench
Night life rises numb, basement ready
Dim lights permeate the senses 
Lays waste to the alley cat man

Smoke rises in a trance to swoon
Turtle necks hold stiff men intact
A band doing hourly sessions Jam 
Bass players hammer out shadows

Discord is all that matters 
To mimic politics, smoke marijuana 
The attraction of the day is on the menu
Curse words say it all

Snap and double snap poetry incognito
Verses flow like painted butter on walls
On melted atomic babies breath powdered bottom
For war, use the toilets next door on the right

Bullets are the flavor of the day
The favorite flavor after blanks
Matchstick men in bazooka suits flirt
The moon turns supersonic jello cool

Cool cats know squares from pigs 
Cubes are abstractions of night sticks
Never mix with visions of gas lamps 
It is a gas man, can you dig it   

Elephant dancers run wild man
Suspicious of pigs who shoot first
Ask questions about bacon later 
Snap daddy snap on beatnik back
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