Tuesday, September 07, 2010


bloggers meet,
under dim lights,
paneled ceiling,
bended taps,
bloggers discuss
amongst preoccupied waitresses,
hustled meals,
an ocean of voices,
bloggers leave,
with unaddressed topics,
unfocused accords,
suspended arguments,
bloggers walk
amongst youthful beauty,
homeless zombies,
leering cops,
bloggers separate,
drunk and unsettled,
into the listless wind,
and languid night,
borne of fractured memories and confused dreams.


Anonymous said...

Nice - a smoke filled den of a poem.


Fisheye Lens said...

The countdown is on to the mother of all blogger nights: Friday October 1.