Moonlighting

Cherry

By chant

Mon, 20 Apr 2015
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8 comments
 

They find me
sipping Stella
in a dark recess.
With tongues

we gum papers
smoke roll-ups
like throwing darts
filterless.

Down from Nottingham
he’s into drum ‘n’ bass
she smiles
they lead me
under the mirror ball

and stripped to the waist
I dance
someone you might have seen
Moonlighting
in the early 2000s.

Lit tips, dry ice
he stands near
enough to touch
she lifts her arms.

Closing time
we three step
into the fertile night
part strangers.

@ianjmclachlan

Certificate U
Poem

Comments

Submitted by Bee on

This is brilliant - I love at the end, the implications of fertile night and the alternative meanings of - part strangers. 

Bee

Submitted by chant on

thanks very much Bee, really glad you got the play on 'part' at the end. :-)

 

Submitted by scratch on

 

 

Submitted by chant on

thanks scratch. :-)

 

Submitted by paul_a on

Yes, a really strong ending suggesting so much with so few words. 

 

 

Submitted by chant on

thank you paul, and congrats on being pick of the day. :-)

 

Submitted by Quigley_Geraldine on

Roll ups like throwing darts - just wanted to say it myself - fantastic!

 

Geraldine Quigley

Submitted by chant on

thanks very much Geraldine. :-)