a poetic evening at club zou zou

[constantine]

it was standing room only at club zou zou
the poetry was hot and sultry, first up
the amorous stylings of clarissa melissa
her poems of the apiary had the room
buzzing like drones around the honey!
blue boy richardson played zither
and did a stirring rendition of
"jerusalem, i like your style"
after a brief interlude in the alley,
things started to heat up like sterno on a scrotum
the sugar twins read backwards and forwards
simultaneously, creating a poetic cacophony
not heard since the babel readings at club dada,
haiku temptress unloaded a haiku daisy chain
that enthralled the audience for 6 hours
it might still be going on for all i know
who says methedrine and poetry doesn't mix?
haiku temptress begs to differ
and her performance seemed to back her up
lastly, the poetic musings of zade
(she has an accent mark somewhere in her name,
but i can't figure out how to type it)
who read her poems while submerged in a glass-lined tank
the bubbles were soothing in their cadence
all in all, i'd say i got my money's worth

[judih]

thanks for the update
six hour haiku
more than a lotus-worth

[dadio]

Very good.