Twilight in Coney Island <br />blue descending into deeper blue <br />at last obscurity <br />indicating <br />Universal Fate— <br />a bit of turmoil <br />then eternal darkness <br />well, I’d had a Pint of Jack Daniel’s <br />hoping for release <br />but only a spongy depression <br />seeped in <br />so I stood with the boys <br />in Nathan’s <br />keeping an eye on <br />the great matter. <br />Ralph Goldberg,67, <br />penniless after a lifetime of gambling <br />watched gusts of wind <br />swirl <br />and sipped tepid coffee <br />he’d been clutching <br />for the last hour <br />a coffee I’d bought for him <br />Vinnie T said, “There’s sharks <br />out there.” <br />“If they had to <br />they’d sell their own mother, ” noted Goldberg. <br />For some reason he asked Vinnie T <br />“Are you a shark? ” <br />“I ain’t in the class of <br />the real sharks <br />a real shark would <br />eat me up quick <br />those guys— <br />the ultimate <br />way beyond sharks <br />sharks see them coming <br />they go behind a door <br />don’t come out. <br />see that fly over there...” <br />I saw no fly, <br />but remained silent. “Them guys <br />when they kill you <br />to them just like <br />that fly <br />they took two rat bastards <br />to a barn Upstate <br />went and bought a new ax <br />then stripped both guys naked <br />and tied ‘em to chairs <br />next gagged ‘em <br />chopped off the toes <br />of the left foot of one guy <br />afterwards put a bullet <br />in his head <br />no way the guy’s still living, right? <br />but they chopped the toes off <br />the right foot anyway <br />other guy swallowed his gag <br />cause he seen what was happening <br />too much for him <br />choked himself to death <br />the ultimate them guys. <br />Then Vinnie T <br />studied his watch with care <br />finally asking <br />“Got any spare change <br />for the subway? <br />getting late <br />and my mom’s all alone.”<br /><br />Charles Chaim Wax<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/still-alive-2/
