January 14, 2013
Frankfurt am Main
Red light district
Simple vinyl sign
HOTEL MOSEL
A clear uninterrupted pane of glass about 2.5meters x 2meters exposes the reception area
and the young girl working the front desk.
As I walk by she just stares out of the window
and I lock eyes with her week old black smudged eyeliner
she has an aura of chocolate brown frayed and forgotten hair.
I walk around the block and pass by once more, not because of her,
but because I secretly want her job.
This time she is reclined in the glass vitrine gazing up to a mounted T.V
... the hypercolour of The Simpsons shines on.
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Wednesday, January 16, 2013
January 12, 2013.
Frankfurt am Main
Netto
He had a blonde splintery face, doughnut hole eyes, pig like nostrils and where there wasn't skin exposed there was leather and fabrics from the battlefield.
leather cow boy hat
leather pant with a criss cross tie detail all the way down the outer side of each leg
black scuffed leather army boots cohesive with his timeless army green weighted coat.
The Silver Earring.
The silver earring hung centered between the bottom of his left ear lobe and the top of his shoulder.
The perfect mandala
a silver circle
with triangular patterns engraved, one inside the other
a turquoise stone centered
and a speck of red within its peripheries
"SCHNAPPS!" he says.
To the left a scuffed treble clef of laughter
old plaid man shimmying up the que
his almost bald head protected by an optimistic paper boy hat
freyed aged particles of hair secured by his neck up to the cusp of his scalp, some white, some still black
his head is pitched up at a 45 degree angle
as he cackles an aged sense of joy
scuffling his feet on the linoleum floor
tucked under his right arm
a 26 of cheap Russian vodka
he echos
Two behind is a dusty frau
in shades of charcoal
her head bows down to her change purse
in the corner of her right eye a perfect tear drop
...of white paint
Over the line reaches a chubby arm
(a dry mullet forms a horizon line)
she blindly reaches over the que and confidently grabs a box of
Frankfurt am Main
Netto
He had a blonde splintery face, doughnut hole eyes, pig like nostrils and where there wasn't skin exposed there was leather and fabrics from the battlefield.
leather cow boy hat
leather pant with a criss cross tie detail all the way down the outer side of each leg
black scuffed leather army boots cohesive with his timeless army green weighted coat.
The Silver Earring.
The silver earring hung centered between the bottom of his left ear lobe and the top of his shoulder.
The perfect mandala
a silver circle
with triangular patterns engraved, one inside the other
a turquoise stone centered
and a speck of red within its peripheries
"SCHNAPPS!" he says.
To the left a scuffed treble clef of laughter
old plaid man shimmying up the que
his almost bald head protected by an optimistic paper boy hat
freyed aged particles of hair secured by his neck up to the cusp of his scalp, some white, some still black
his head is pitched up at a 45 degree angle
as he cackles an aged sense of joy
scuffling his feet on the linoleum floor
tucked under his right arm
a 26 of cheap Russian vodka
he echos
Two behind is a dusty frau
in shades of charcoal
her head bows down to her change purse
in the corner of her right eye a perfect tear drop
...of white paint
Over the line reaches a chubby arm
(a dry mullet forms a horizon line)
she blindly reaches over the que and confidently grabs a box of
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