“Goddesses along the Apian Way”

The apian way of life with its five o’clock benzene shadow
The rush of traffic so thick you can slash it with a knife
Couteau Automatique  and I jumped the cross town traffic
To the chicken McNugget catacombs of San Sabastian
With dirt piles of culture and hanger on skeletons
Later,bars back to back and  onto the Apian Way
Talking to the whores with cats eyes at the ready
Sweethearts tending fires in frigid magnolia Roman night
Sending me on my way back towards the Coliseum
Onto the Pyramid and via Ostiensa
Dream walking my nights Guiness
Way down upon the swampy liver once again
Another night like this some time ago in New Orleans
I called it “the Big Onion”, cause it made me cry
So much through those uncharted urban waters
From Algier’s swamp bars to Bourbon Street strip bars
Where the strippers were so ugly
You had to cover your eyes as they took it off
Anyway you like it tonight
Your not getting it the way you expected it
And a word of caution to drunken midnight ramblers
Ambling along at the mercy of the night
The poets line will see you though
Beyond the shadow Minotaur

© napoleonbrousseau 2013                                       NaPoWriMo  day 14