The Woman In The Bar
Written By
Poet and Photographer J H Martin @ A Coat for a Monkey
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“How long have you been here?”
Morning
Afternoon
Evening
Days appear then disappear
Like the smoke rings
Drifting out from my lips
Hutongs and fireworks
Learning to write with a brush
Incense and temples
Watching rain glide off tiled eaves
Funerals and care homes
My first whisky at twelve
“Forever, perhaps…”
Her laughter is as cold
As her fingers are pale
Who she is
Or what she’s doing here
I have no idea
That black dress
And those high heels
Are far too expensive
For a cheap bar like this
“No, I meant this country.”
“Yes, I know… A while.”
“I guessed. You speak very well.”
“Oh, no, no, no…”
My words are ghost charm
As fake as her laughter
And her red fingernails
As drained as our shadows
On the bar’s wooden floor
‘Can I get you another?’
‘Yes…’
I have always been here
Text © J H Martin
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J H’s Previous Contributions To Edge Of Humanity Magazine
A Breeze Of Sorrow Passing Over Emptiness
“…you know you can’t sleep there” | Passages Of A Homeless Person’s Life
Life On The Irrawaddy’s Muddy Waters
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