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# On Bourbon Street
- URL: https://www.hawkword.com/poetry/on-bourbon-street/
- Published: 2022-02-18T12:00:00.000Z
- Updated: 2022-02-18T12:00:00.000Z
- Description: The drums fall silent as the rock guitar cries mournfully; the vodka burns my throat. The saxophone joins in, and as they spar I draw another twenty from my coat.
- Author: A. Gee
- Tags: Poetry, Sonnet, Allpoetry Import, #Import 2026-04-25 19:56

The drums fall silent as the rock guitar  
cries mournfully; the vodka burns my throat.  
The saxophone joins in, and as they spar  
I draw another twenty from my coat.

The table to the right is short on beer;  
the waitress makes her rounds, a loaded tray.  
Exhausted, but her smile appears sincere.  
I wave, the bill in hand, as if to pay.

"Another one?" she asks, points at the drink.  
The Bloody Mary about halfway done --  
"You busy later?" -- a half-hearted wink.  
"Fuck you", she mouths, then pats my hand, and gone.

The cocktails drown in atmosphere and beat.  
The poet and his muse, on Bourbon Street.

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**Author notes:** written 2/19