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by David Shank

Bending down,
I kissed his forehead.
His face,
a deserted landscape,
withered and worn

His body,
once upright and strong,
lies frail
with a marionette’s
physique.

Seemed a sudden thing.
Once steadfast,
now stifled,
with staring eyes
he waits.

The gathering, too,
wait,
precarious,
for Earth’s next
pitiless turn.

Dave Shank, who graduated from the University of Nevada with
a music degree in Theory and Composition, worked for 40 years
as a professional musician(see: www.daveshankmusic.com).
Before entering school he served in the United States Air Force, 6910th Radio Group Mobile, in Wiesbaden, Germany.
Inspired by a colleague, Tim Mclafferty, a fine drummer and
published poet, Dave began writing seriously only this year
but instantly found a new passion for another form of artistic
expression. He can be found on FaceBook and Twitter(@daveshankmusic).

in the café

by David Shank

half-lit corners
shadows attend.
noir cast whispers,
secrets on the prowl.

nicotine beacons,
sinuous smoke.
silhouette’s illumed
then gone.

à toutes les tables
trowels traverse.
hopes dissolve
passing into clouds.

muses bait
shrunken matter
stirring catatonia
inspired haze.

vacant eyes,
filaments ablaze.
swirling haloes
flash and fume.

cadavers swathed
in barroom bouquet.
all arrayed
in peaceful agony.

and I, alike,
among the ruins.
pen stilled. pitcher tipped-
delivered.

in the café

David Shank graduated from the University of Nevada with 
a music degree in Theory and Composition, and worked for forty years 
as a professional musician. 
Before entering school he served in the United States Air Force, 6910th Radio Group Mobile, in Wiesbaden, Germany.