Wednesday, July 7, 2010

The Queen Of Catalpa Street

She walks down the street like she owns the place,

Like she could just walk up to any house and say, "baby...go" and they'd have to move out,

To Coldwater, or Bad Axe,

Just because she said so,

And just because she makes you want to bend to her will.

She walks down the street kinda arrogant and strong, like she just put a hotel on Boardwalk and she's gonna win...

You know it.

She knows it.

She swings her arms all casual, like she's used to holding women;

She wears jeans, hiking boots, a red flannel shirt and mittens,

And her long straight dark hair flows out behind her like a beautiful lackey,

As if she were The Queen Of Catalpa Street.



She's on her way to Blockbuster or 7-11,

Or her older, married, female lover's house,

Where they will sweep the shit out from under the Christmas tree and make love.

Afterward, Jen,

or Anne,

or Steph,

Or whatever her name is, will sigh at her back as she lets herself out, and it will take her half an hour to find baby Jesus again and

Set him in the bed of the toy train's coal car without thinking.



She is on her way to Blockbuster or 7-11;

I am on my way to The Coffee Beanery in my car with the rainbow sticker on the back,

But I wish I was with her,

In her hotel on Boardwalk,

With my fingers spread on the soft flannel at the small of her back,

Later to unlace her hiking boots with my teeth,

From my knees,

Because she is so butchy

And beautiful,



And she walks down the street like she owns the place,

Like she still has some lucky woman's taste on her lips,

Like she could toss her hair, the Queen Of Catalpa Street,

Glance over at my car and say,

Lady,

Get ready to beg so pretty,

Because, really,

It's you

Who needs

The ride.

_________

(Christmas Eve, 2006. Revised 7/7/10)

_________

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15 comments:

Brian Miller said...

dang that was hot...all attitude...and some wonderful imagery...i about spit my drink out at putting baby jesus back on the train...tight write...

thanks for linking up with one shot.

mac said...

I like it!

And her :-)

Riot Kitty said...

Under a tree! That's an interesting thought ;)

Cloudia said...

You brought back an early crush I'd never dared approach. i can still see her face!




Aloha from Waikiki :)

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Mama Zen said...

Damn, this is cool!

TALON said...

You had me every step of the way, Shay. And I really loved the staccato rhythm which suited the poem beautifully.

Tabitha Bird said...

Wow! love it. Love that chick :)

signed...bkm said...

Great picture of this girl, I think I met her in the Navy....wonderful presentation throughout the whole piece....bkm

moondustwriter said...

When the steam clears on my screen I will write a comment.

That lady has the world by her teeth.

thanks for joining us at One Shot Wednesday

Great to meet ya

Love from the Moon

Pete Marshall said...

wow..that was a new style to me and i loved it..so much excellent verse

"Where they will sweep the shit out from under the Christmas tree and make love."

thats the beauty of One Shot to link so many styles in..please come back next week..cheers Pete

Lynn said...

That gives a whole new thought to under the Christmas tree. :)

Holland said...

This one is timeless and should be put into a painting... very strong and beautiful.

Mojo said...

Whew! Is it warm in here, or is it just me?

Ily said...

Isn't that how you feel when you're at work...you walk down the street like you own the place? ;)

Beautiful, Shay...one of your very best!

Daryl said...

Begging can be fun