Tuesday, May 12, 2009
Wooh
"The Midway Bar" or "Le Bar Midway". "BAR" to me.
1.
Sitting at the bar, drunk, I realize I'm kissing her. Sad wino natives hunch over dirty tables across from us and a man dances a lonely erotic dance with a gussied up would be whore. A Tuesday night at Midway and a man wearing a silver shirt sings fast French love songs in sloppy Quebecois.
Tall bottles of beer and plain glasses make the place look full. Men sleeping in corners filthy and the two men working wear starched white shirts, This place is a hallway and the drinks still cost too much. The tiled floor peels sickly off shoe soles and the import hookers all have empty mouths.
2.
They
them
both
drink
slow
fall
towards
him
her
brush
thighs
then
press
him
leans
and inhales and
tucks
into
her
neck
lips
brush
her neck
lip
drags up
ear breath
twitch press
tongue curled
hand perched
slides
nails
thigh
knees
spread
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