Poem.....Invisible Man (2013)

 

Starbucks quiet

Photographer snaps
multiple shots

filling coffee-house
void 

with
staccato bursts.  

She and she talk 

Mandarin 

for
Chinese
newspaper 

article

Venti cappuccino

chicken and cranberry 

placid and flaccid

presented 

by stick thin Indian 

barista

Sense of alienation

ancient

white

powerless

It is a country
thriving 

on 

prejudice

Year of the horse 

gallops 

stately 

red 

towards us 

on 

gilded 

hooves

It's January

it should be 

cold. 

The Velvet's 

White Light White Heat 

stab 

through 

the franchise's 

window

Heat claws 

at 

the frame

I excuse 

myself

unnoticed

Camus' s Stranger

Hesse' s Steppenwolf 

with no Magic Theatre

Wells' Invisible Man

One day

 while the paint 

is wet 

I will slip 

unnoticed 

into 

a more ethereal 

canvas

become part 

of a celestial 

landscape

The sky will 

dance 

Bolan-like 

in my hair

as my people 

will be remembered 

as once 

being fair

and

not

bucking

stars.