Ronald Baatz Poems
|1.||Kruegar's Cooking Meat Again||5/21/2014|
|3.||At The Motel||10/10/2014|
|4.||Minding My Friends' Daughter||3/15/2015|
|5.||The Next Three Days||10/10/2014|
|6.||From A Safe Distance||10/10/2014|
|7.||The Broken Nose||11/25/2014|
|8.||I Love Paris||10/10/2014|
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I Love Paris
I LOVE PARIS
Now that the motel is up for sale
I'm constantly dreaming of living
someplace else. I have a list of options
which I often find myself dwelling on.
Which is exactly what I am doing on this
dull Saturday night at the end of winter,
when not a soul in the world seems to
have any desire to stay a night in this town.
On the little cassette player Charlie Parker
is flying through five minutes and ten seconds
of I Love Paris. This is the tape I usually play
on such nights, the one of Parker playing from
the Cole Porter songbook. But...