Sad Cafe by Rene Hunter


art by Fabian Perez

Sad Cafe
Rene Hunter[author’s site]

Autumn leaves have begun to fall.
Late October London is ablaze in
hues of orange and purple.
On my bench by the river I daydream
that I am an adolescent reptile
escaped from Kafka’s Die Verwanlung
laid back basking in the sun.
The air is layered in cologne,
men do notinterest me now.
I am content to casually observe.
To my advantage I know all about them
while they know so little about me.
Thinking of you against my wishes,
dying a little, dead all the sweet hope
and dreams never realized, I imagine my
earthly body padded,sat beside yours
on a grassy knoll breathing in the scent of lilac
and the mossy green River Delta.
In the dark I am nude but for a shadow
across my torso.
You are so near and to distract myself

View original post 57 more words

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s