Guillaume, a friend from France

Comes in for espresso, Dark French

Roast coffee and now and then

A Pain Au Chocolat and a

Valrhona Eclat.

Guillaume is an artist’s artist.

Black on black, metal and chains

Leather on leather, gothic

And unspoken fettishes,

His canvas of choice … skin

Where his thin fingers form

Masterpieces of color and piercings

That hint of pain and black rain.

Guillaume is a spiritual man.

He brought in his picture

For the coffee shop wall…

Like James Dean doing New York,

Head down, black trench coat

Opened on black, lighting a

Cigarette  with the caption…

Kiss my soul

I’m EVIL,

You open your mind

Because I’m your kind

No fear anymore

When you look,

My name in the mirror

Is………LIVE.

It drives some customers

Crazy .

Magloire, an on-line friend from

France posts philosophy and

Metaphysical papers in his blogs

And bulletins. An accomplished

Athlete, a scholar’s scholar,

An editor, publisher, producer,

A Yogi in the Kriya manner.

Magloire is a spiritual man.

He posted a picture on my

My Space website wall,

Black on black on black,

A portion of a pretty female

Face and fingers with

Droplets dripping down.

It drives some visitors

Crazy.  

© Stephen Nesbitt