Paleman

Paleman

Paleman

Not just face

But arms legs toes and ass

Seeking out the night creatures

Aloft on second floors

Of dim cafes

Wrap around sunglasses hiding soul windows

Searching for Bongo Bob

And beatified beatniks

Drinking ouzo

Sake

Plum wine

Digging chicks

Enraptured by

The poetry man

Working on midnight

One two

Going home

Sleep

Wake

Work

Underwriting in his underwear

Dreaming of hopping freights

Instead

Papers and hands shaking

Seeking signatures of handlers

On memos

No one will remember.