Author photo by artist, Walter Bakowski

Sunday, September 11, 2011

Talking about Mario in the public bar of the All Nations Hotel

He’s

all talk

all muscle

shallow

deep

in the know

in the dark

for real

unreal

my friend

your friend

Well I wouldn’t call him a friend friend.

He owes me

I owe him

Haven’t seen him since high school

Saw him two hours ago

I’ve never seen him with a woman

I’ve never seen him without a woman

Trust me, he’ll show

He’ll never show now

He’ll know that we’ve been talking about him.

On that, gentlemen, we agree.

2 comments:

  1. I've always enjoyed your work in the small presses but I never knew you were from Australia. It must have cost a mint in those days to send poems to the United States. I think I know a guy like Mario.

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  2. Dear Zombie Logic,
    Where do you live in North America? I hitch-hiked all over in the 1980's. Every good wish, Peter

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