She Moved Like A Stevie Ray Vaughn Song When She Walked by Paul Koniecki

“there’s floodin’ down in texas”

we drank a lot of jameson
and all the stubborn mules

i liked how the ice was
already crushed

mint and ginger muddled
with some lime

frosted copper mug
shot touching skin

each time she took up
my colors and my helmet

the moon swallowed the earth
and the flood grew

this morning the sky tender
soft and low as a child

sleeping in your arm
walking to brunch

i cross the street in last night’s clothes
you wear the morning

like knee-high leather boots
i love you drips from my lips

and the city feels like our bed
you are holy goddess made

temporal empress
i am shot by the police

abandoned phone poles
bow to our love

but i am beautiful i bleed
but i am bulletproof i bleed

she moved like a stevie ray
vaughn song when she walked

i liked how the ice was
already crushed

each time she took up
my colors and my helmet

the moon swallowed the earth
and the flood grew

paul-koniecki
Paul Koniecki is co-curator of Pandora’s Box Poetry Showcase at Deep Vellum Books in Dallas, Texas where he also hosts the monthly open mic series, The Vellum Ouroboros. Most recently his chapbook, Reject Convention, was published by Kleft Jaw Press and his poems have appeared in a variety of journals and anthologies since 1985. Noted director Richard Bailey’s film, “One Of The Rough” contains several Paul Koniecki original poems and was shown at The Berlin Experimental Film Festival in December of 2016. When he isn’t writing he is dreaming of being reborn as a poetry tree. His motto remains, “I want to write a book of poetry to chase down loneliness and punch it in the face”.
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