A new nightclub opened up this week on kitty cat lane
the dismal alley and ugly parking lot will never be the same
the kitty cats there are gorgeous, they strut their stuff
I have been there six times already, it will never be enough
My relatives call, but my phone goes right to voice mail
I am busy watching the kitty cats climb up a pole said Dale
They have the sweetest expressions, and tails that swerve
Best of all, they have tiny waists and a marvelous curve.
sandy wooden slats
coconut covered lights
dried out palms
an assortment of bottles
lively bartender who knows my name
I spend Saturday nights here
meeting friends who aren’t really
pretending excitement that I do not feel
I am a bit of a lush,
here is Charlie now
.
ooh
i'll settle
for that
'pon thuh settle
I was one of the cool set,
navy blue duffle coat, scarf around
my neck, seated at a table
in Pepe's Coffee Lounge
discussing Baudelaire
and T.S. Eliot and the demise
of the political elites.
The conscription ballot hung
over our heads helmeted
in a flowering of uncombed hair
in the winter of 1966.
We thought the world was about
to tip, that the old regime
was coughing its last
on Craven A and Camel cigarettes.
Booze was cheap and jobs
chased us down the street.
In a hundred buried silos,
annihilation was just a push
of a button away.
We partied hard beneath
the threat of that mushroom cloud.
We're old now, sit under the cloud
of our own thoughts, replaying
scratchy, worn out tracks
retrieved from the sleeves
of our neural LP's.
What we tore down back then
has been replaced with more
sinister demons that eat away
at the collective soul.
In the end, everything
is just reabsorbed.
Some of us still frequent
coffee shops and discuss
Baudelaire and T.S. Eliot,
still write poetry,
shed a tear
at the melancholic beauty
of a setting sun.
Take me to the lounge
Black boots
nudie suits
Dressing up like the sky
Razer shaved
Miss behave
Calling your number
A cold cup of coffee
Reminds me to turn back
Latter days into empty space
Wanton saints
Capricious my delicious
My demon-licious
It's worth looking into
There's a better way to think of it
The day just can wait for another
No bets no risks no delicate city chicks
A hand an arm your legs walk away
Today I don't see your face no more
Thoughts all say it's a better way to stay
Once your gone I don't have much to say
Just help a little bit
Passed only when it doesn't cost
You took it way But i broke even
You had no choice
I couldn't hear your voice
I saw you in a dream
We were always friends
lounge
two chairs
side by side
both are are empty
waiting
In a dim lounge room,
A band plays to hypnotize all that hear.
Drinks serve to soften normal judgment.
Making it easier to accept your desire.
A white spotlight shines on the center of the stage.
The Widow has appeared,
Lecherous eyes follow her every movement.
Painted lips smile as thick eyelashes dust her cheeks.
She's demure for a moment.
Opening her eyes she looks just at you.
Eyes meeting, you're devoted to only her.
Song after song she sings only for your ears.
Her heart is open for you to claim.
Everyone else in the full lounge is flies
intruding on your moment with her.
Unable to leave your seat, for you may
miss a moment as she sings for you.
No more drinks are served, your thirst is only
for the lounge singer.
There are no windows and you don't hear servers
going in and out the door.
It's to not disturb you,
listen to the band and singer.
Her voice is all around, echoing in your mind.
Before you, she's there
Reach out your hand.
Touching her waist, she smiles and kisses you.
You grin as she swallows you whole for all to see.
Another guest follows after you.
Within my psychedelic psychosis divided by hell’s malignant mitosis,
Navigated by narcotized neurosis absorption through opiate osmosis…
Within my lunatic leverage of will, I needed to miraculously madly mill,
The negligent neurons of my ill amidst a faltering fragment of my spill.
My eyes that bear the bevel upon derelict distortions of a devious devil,
Laboring the leprous level of the seismic seizures that I neatly nestle…
In the abyss of my lacrimal laugh, I stand segmental with my satirical staff,
Decorative deceptions on my behalf as I stare at the world a genuine gaffe.
No real resolution to ponder for the quicksand of mind quivers yonder,
A sinkhole of a weeping wander amongst sacrifices of a slaving squander…
Thus in my sanctimonious seclusion within my catacombs of confusion,
The universe disperses diffusion along with programmatic parallel illusion.
June.06.2019
Eight Word Challenge
Sponsored by: Kai Michael Neumann
Placed 5'th...Thank You
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jr8BYyWuBsc
smooth blues jazz music
relaxing mellow relief
meditation chill
Of course this wouldn't be your average or even upscale place
This would give you a memory that you could never replace
Its "The "Luminescent Lounge" wear your shades !
Guaranteed to be a place that will never fade!
Everything is brilliant neon
From the food to the tables you eat on
The menu consists of platters, yellow, green, blue or pink
The food is very different and plays tricks on your instincts
Obviously all the food is neon too
And eating it is a challenge to do
Have you ever eaten a neon green potato ?
How about bright pink chicken Alfredo ?
Pink Floyd and black lights
Guaranteed to be an extraordinary night !
September 5, 2016
Good MORNING CITIZENS
Welcome to the employment lounge
Have a pleasant day.
Step up state your claim
Please speak clearly
Move to the side
Step up state your claim
WHAT'S YOUR FAME?
Step up state your claim
What's your FLAME?
CHECK YOUR FLICKER?
YOU'RE in the GAME.
GOod morning Ms. Let me
Have your slip.
What's Your VARIATION
Difference in OCCUPATION?
Off to the right against the
Wall, we have COFFEE
and other refreshments
For Your enjoyment.
Now, let's be PEACEFUL
and continue on.
Number 77
Hello state your CLAIM
What's your NAME?
How's Your pain?
Please be patient.
At the end of the middle aisle
There'll be a woman there with a smile.
She has pain meds for you.
The CLERK tells security she's
COOL let her through.
ATTENTION. ATTENTION.
THE UNEMPLOYMENT LOUNGE Will
Be closing in 10 minutes.
For those who must return
TOMORROW please do so at
11a.m. NOW PLEASE BE
PEACEFUL and step to the EXIT.
YOUR COOPERATION IS GREATLY
APPRECIATED.
ENJOY YOUR DAY!
LOUNGE ACT
Lounge act
She knew his needs
Life’s passions unfulfilled
Her body held the secret keys
Unlocking pent up ardour and delight
Yielding to uncompromising
Erotic seduction
Satiated in
Lounge Act
© Kim van Breda- October 2014
Abide in peace:
Love waits for you;
Opt for still ease,
Urge endows dues;
Note the grand ooze,
Give in to cheer;
Enjoy the booze.
Wine flows right here;
Answer sure choice,
Thrill in fond sights;
Charm sets firm poise,
Health follows light;
Explore love's space,
Reflect on grace.
Leon Enriquez
29 October 2014
Singapore
Limerick : Once a Veep in a V.I.P. Lounge
Once a Veep in a V.I.P. Lounge
Laid low till Mary Lynn took the plunge
Then put on airs of Chief
Whipped her in the mischief
Till the Chief threw in the bloodied sponge.
© T. Wignesan – Paris, 2013
he ate all the godfish
sushi and became divine.
lucid celestrial phophorus relecting
off of rigid tables....
wondering..
temperal halos..
incandecent filaments...
Would they outlast him?
halogen vapor..
cerebral globe.
a slim shadow figure
burns into the corner.
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