Chicano Poet

Wednesday, August 09, 2006


Frank Sinatra was singing
The Shadow Of Your Smile
somewhere in an upstairs apartment,

ice made the fire escape slick,
the wind bit like a dog,
dark coats of night held tight,

a few cars crackled
on the otherwise lonely street
which stretched up to a traffic light,

green, yellow, red
and Frank as he looked like in 1940
kisses a girl on the thighs.


At 12:15 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Recycling old newsprint? ha ha

At 2:11 PM, Blogger RC said...

24 years later and that girl is still as beautiful!


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