Beatnik Chicks

Beatnik Chicks~


Girls who wore Black?
Yeah
That’s where it’s at

Punctuation situation
Invocation rhyming
Words, and ideas
Into Cognative reality

Science meets a metaphor
You got Nuclear Fusion
Line of fire
Hurricane
Weeping Willow
In the last refrain

Your caught in the now
Stuck in a moment
Pulling for attention
On Sister Mary’s hem
Of another Bad habit
That one day soon
You’ll swear off too

Junk for junkies
Monks for monkeys

Transistor radio
Dark reflection
Casting shadows
Against the Cathedral wall

Echoing moments all along
City streets where Girls Rule
Taking cues from Betty Boop
Stranger things deep in
Newspaper Blues

Kiddie corner, Sidesaddle
Electric humming bird
Film Noir

Midnight is the colour
Of the Girls who wore Black

Matthew P. Bowers