After Trump, at Marsouins


After Trump, at Marousins

I was drinking, just a little.

The barman put on John Lee

Hooker, my blues lifted, just

a little. On the TV, Paris St.

Germain was kicking ass.

“You been gone so long

John Lee sang and barman

asked “D’ou venez-vous?”

Cleveland, I answered,

looking up just a little

at the TV, where the Cavs

were getting hammered

and John Lee hollered

“Why did you hurt me so?”


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