mercredi 24 août 2011

A Kiss Affair

August 11, 2011

Flatbush and Atlantic Avenue

22nd floor near the Watchtower

It’s 6pm

The call for prayer intermingles with

Tom Carvel’s call for soft ice cream

2 Presidential copters scream over the horizon and

Air molecules containing 76% humidity bounce off

Manhattan walls

In a new fangled apartment a space age compost contraption

Foments trashy fermentation as

DSK rests in Tribeca awaiting his infamous trail

High above the Brooklyn chatter

Above the swapping of credit cards and

Chiropractoring of sore bones

Our friend’s black l8 pound virus-infected

Turkey-like cat

Sneezes projecting a white tender booger 32 inches

That makes a splash in the inflatable Jacuzzi

We watch it disappear under the bubbles

This is a time warp of long lost friends:

We sip on cold cocktails

And catch up on bygone follies over the years

As if not a minute had transpired.

*Kiss or kici in Hungarian means small.