Sunday, July 26, 2009

lady Gonzo, wherforeart thou lady gonzo?

she had eyes the colour of 6AM streetlamps in winter
and hand-rolled her cigarettes
shared my love for cheap red wine
and chinese amphetamine

i met her in a bar in Santiago
she was drinking gin and lemon
with a mescal chaser -
we talked of huxley and stevie wonder

we stepped outside to share a cigarette
and briefly - a kiss,
warm and dry like the gin
and never quite enough, like the mescal

then she was gone
and only once I hailed a taxi
to take me back to my hotel
did I realise

that fucking bitch had stolen my lighter!

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