Third & Franklin

Third & Franklin

A Poem by Tkess

 

I heard it happened at Third and Franklin

It’s not the kind of place you would want to be seen

The steam that escapes from the manhole covers makes this place

Look like it’s gonna blow

An old man passes me on the street he says, “We are god’s reality show”

The dogs move down Venetian Road as the hookers howl at the moon

Like a Tom Waits song

All the rooms smell like stale water and too much perfume

I’m lost in the window and I’m lost in my thoughts

We breed dream like delusions beneath the covers

This all started off in the wrong direction

The hobos are listening for the 8:15 out of this place

This is the rhythm of the night; it’s not what we pictured

The sky’s held together by Chimeras’ might,

Golden eyes and sharpened teeth

This night just sweats and moans; the sirens scream obscenities

The woman in the diner was a looker in her day, but

The drugs got her and

The alcohol got her, but

No one got her          

She just slipped away, floated to the end of the line

God’s island of the misused

                                                                                   Abused

Thrown away, castrated blues

                                                                                  Beneath

This harvest moon

                                               It all

Shines with a broken edge

                                                                                  Dreams

Ripped and shattered on the ground

I feel it leave me as the train rolls on down the line

And the city slowly disappears from the hazy-yellow window

© 2011 Tkess


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Very powerful.. I feel as if I was walking the streets in observation..with you..
For me seeing but not allowing myself to feel.. Interesting.. a silent observer..xx Excellent write..x

Posted 12 Years Ago


It's like Neil Young and Tom Waits and even Warren Zevon worked together on this. This is a fascinating, biting write. Like I said, your works reminds me of the hard-boiled detective/neo-noir genre of writing.

Posted 12 Years Ago


great write here,
what city is it about?
kind of reminds me of san francisco.....
could be new york too though!

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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