Tuesday, August 14, 2012

Kinky

Kinky St. Curvaceous
is the patron saint of me.
I preach to non-believers
from the alcoves on Avenue B.
I hand out maps to heaven
to the lost who wander past.
Narrow is the invisible way,
and the time it dwindles fast.

Praise Kinky!

Kinky keeps her counsel
behind her veil of lace.
Police car lights refract the night,
a red and blue ricochet.
Last week we flooded out again,
and the stick-spin men said "go!"
Well, the water warped the clinic door,
but didn't wet the methadone.

Praise Kinky!

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49 comments:

Mary said...

What a fascinating character this Kinky is, and what an exciting life she must have!!

Brian Miller said...

hail kinky
how many hail kinky's must i do to be absolved? smiles.

colleen said...

Well that was fun. The second stanza with the "stick spin" men really intrigued me.

We have the word "lace" in common today.

poemblaze said...

The first two lines pulled me into the poem. A fascinating, dark world created in such a few lines.

Claudia said...

haha..so good...that second to last line cracked me up..smiles

Evelyn Adams said...

such an intriguing idea for a poem...

Pat Hatt said...

Oh kinky has to be grand. I wonder what she can do with a slinky in her land hahaha

ayala said...

Oh so good!

hedgewitch said...

Yer killin me here..especially the Miracle in the last line. (Didn't I see an altar to Kinky in the back room at Danny's Coffee Shop?)

Far Beyond The Ridge said...

And the freaks all said, Amen!!
Hey! And there's no apocalypse!
Unless we use too many volts.
What is communion like?
Yum!
I bow and worship at your thigh highs.
A really sick write!
Rick

mrs mediocrity said...

Ha, those two opening lines are absolutely classic! This made me smile and feel sad all at once. Great write!

Far Beyond The Ridge said...

And the freaks all said, Amen!!
Hey! And there's no apocalypse!
Unless we use too many volts.
What is communion like?
Yum!
I bow and worship at your thigh highs.
A really sick write!
Rick

flipside records said...

Love your opening:

"Kinky St. Curvaceous
is the patron saint of me."

Daydreamertoo said...

How kinky... ;)

Audrey Howitt aka Divalounger said...

Love Kinky! Great write!

Grandmother said...

Nurture your inner Kinky - she's got quite a story! I''m rooting for her.

Buddah Moskowitz said...

Didn't know I had a patron saint - this was wonderful, but don't you get tired of my praise? Well, MZ I got nothing else for ya.

Halle-lu-jah! Halle Berry!

Uneven Stephen said...

Ha, playful write!

lookingforroots said...

a little mystery...a little playful... love the whole thing.

Raven said...

Kinky ... someone whom I suspect that I would like and get along with!

awakenedwords said...

lots of fun at the start, evocative and bawdy, then the crash of the drugs that are needed to perpetuate this life.....

Fireblossom said...

I'm all about Kinky St. Curvaceous. I wear her medal so it calls attention to my cleavage.

pandamoniumcat said...

So enjoyable...what terrific characterisation in such a short piece. Love it!

John Richter said...

I want to meet Kinky..... Is she single?

marousia said...

Wow - love it - this is one of your best IMHO

halfwaybetweenthegutter said...

Wow, I love this! Kinky sounds like somebody I know very well.

Archna Sharma said...

Crazy kinky! This is enticing and disheartening all at the same time. Really clever writing.

Steve King said...

I love the story here...you have a narrative and rhythm that's just right. I don't know if I've said it before, but your work is so inherently musical you could make it into a song. Much enjoyed!

Marbles in My Pocket said...

What a fun write! Wonderful!

Susan said...

Well, Mama Zen, I am stumped. I was/am delighted with the first stanza, but then when the lights and fire and water flew about "but didn't wet the methadone." --I thought I must have missed something in the first stanza like what it means to "hand out maps to heaven / to the lost who wander past."
Is Kinky a drug dealer? A worker in the clinic? The patron saint of users? I'm usually a better reader, I think. But everyone else is adoring this poem, so Bravo!

punnypalaver said...

Kinky is a strong character, tragic but you've made her fun too in the history of Shakespeare's tragicomedy, and the last line is hilarious. "Blue and red lights ricochet" love that. Makes me think of the Street Corner Preacher song by Amos Lee http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=L-dd150r5lU

Susan said...

(I liked that Amos Lee song!)

manicddaily said...

The name is quite wonderful and of course I keep thinking of avenue b here, really from "Rent" days as I think it's changed a great deal. This seemed very reminiscent of those tImes though. The best children's shoe store used to be over there in the midst of the crack vials. K.

Bodhirose said...

Ha...love this!

Dana Dampier said...

Kinky sounds very interesting... I'd love to read more about her!

Fred Rutherford said...

Really neat write MZ. St. Curvaceous…very creative.

myheartslovesongs.com said...

oh, i love this! your personal patron saint! brilliant!

aprille said...

Mod!

adan said...

like an alternate universe of the normal ;-)

enjoyed the string of images, thanks ;-)

emmett wheatfall said...

Fabulous as usual. A really wonderful composition. The subject matter treated with dignity and grace.

Sue Judd said...

Musical, lyrical quality to a tragic subject, great write.

Chris Lawrence said...

Kinky is wonderful from first word to last i enjoyed

Laurie Kolp said...

Powerful!

Marianne said...

Love your opening lines: "Kinky St. Curvaceous is the patron saint of me."
WoW! First-class write!

Charles Elliott/Beautyseer said...

All praise Kinky!

And hope she don't get hooked again...

Tara R. said...

And all the people sang Amen!

RMP said...

Praise Kinky! Yikes! I feel a bit lost at times, but I think I'll stick with the map app on my phone.

I enjoyed the flow of the poem...

Jannie Funster said...

Holy cow! That's freaking awesome!!

xo

brenda w said...

I love this! Even more so because the name of my street is....wait for it....wait for it....
Avenue B! LoL