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Playing To An Audience Of One, Himself   1 comment

He Plays To His Shadow (Afternoon Drinks On the Copper Queen Saloon Balcony)
— Photo-Artistry by kenne

On A Bisbee Afternoon

he plays to his shadow
devotedly on his violin
nobody listens
love torturing itself
to rise above conversations
lost in discontent
limits of self-expression
a saloon window reflection

there is no tragedy
on the Queen’s saloon balcony
the smell of lavender
lingers from the ghosts
of the hotel whores
who are not indifferent
listening to classical strings
becoming a delightful moan

— kenne

Drove My Chevy To The Levee   2 comments

‘Drove My Chevy To The Levee’ (Bisbee, May 18, 2012) — Image by kenne

I started singin’ bye-bye, Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry
Them good old boys were drinkin’ whiskey and rye
And singin’ “This’ll be the day that I die
This’ll be the day that I die”

— from American Pie, Pt. 1 by Don McLean

On The Streets Of Bisbee   3 comments

On The Streets Of Bisbee Arizona — HDR Image by kenne

an old mining town

with a new town attitude

attracting tourists

— kenne

Ripe Olives   Leave a comment

Ripe Olives — Photo-Artistry by kenne

“Happiness is having three garlic and jalapeno stuffed olives
in your martini when you are hungry.”

— kenne

Bisbee Art Wall   Leave a comment

Bisbee Art Wall — Image by kenne

a nacreous tossing around at
the sides, a dappled silver
sunlight if looked one way, an

apocalyptic gloam if another,
exhaled from a seeming
mouth, feeding on what has

already eviscerated an unfelt
*****, a predator certainly its
own prey, a heat certainly

poison-breath on a cheek
falling when a meretricious
lover spouts that spurious

hypocorism, and also just a
wavering, iridescent puddle—
cornered, soft as a liquid steel

— from I in Graffiti Mural by Daneillo

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