Cajun Mutt Press Featured Writer 07/24/20

Mambo’s Blues

Sad Spanish strains
Night street

All dissent quiet
Church mice sleeping
Humans creeping through
Petrified forests

Papers walk you around
Papers to walk the dog
Police looting city blocks

Wayward masks soaking
Godforsaken puddles
Gloves, skeleton mud runners

Kisses, canned peaches on
Weathered shelves
Embraces holding
Magic clock-strike twelves

Poets creak, pastors preach
The abandoned plunging
hollow promise streams

With great introspection
Masses ponder the great dissection

Easter bunnies screw in tournesol sheds
The bum rap meds, no one to touch his hand

Lab rats grin as the mother
of all vaccines warms to the
Resounding orchestral death march

We stay together Keep our love
Hide in the never heard of

Knit our threads, bake our breads
Sing our songs, read Walt all night long
Nurses, doctor helping hands
Stave off the storm with clothespins

Nature heals, as the wheels roll off the highway
Rest like tires in wilted roadside graveyards

©2020 Michael D. Amitin All rights reserved.


Poet and musician Michael D. Amitin, gravelled the roads of the American West from California- east through the smoky burgs and train depot diners of Western Colorado where he lived before moving to Paris, France.
Amitin’s poems have been published in Poetry Pacific, California Quarterly, and others.
A current collaboration with Parisian photographer Julie Peiffer has given rise to the “Riverlights” project.

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