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Aquarius in Aquarium

by Nancy Ames



I remember you,
standing, shit-faced,
in a hotel-room
downtown somewhere,
and you were
agreeing a lot
with one of the
big shoulder guys
while the keyboard player
for somebody really famous
was desperately trying
to get some sleep
in an armchair in the corner,
and you were caressing
with a strange intimacy
the doorknob of the bathroom
where you passed out later on
in the bathtub
with all your clothes on
and the water running.

And I remember you,
standing, shit-faced,
at the end of the pier
on the island
with the wind and the waves
rising up all around you,
and you were shouting out
to all your dead young friends
who were walking away from you
on the stormy water."

01/20/2008

Author's Note: When I told my first ex-husband, who is an Aquarius, that I was writing seriously, he said, "Uh... so is it fiction?" Worried, I guess. Yes, all of it is fiction, except this one.

Posted on 01/20/2008
Copyright © 2019 Nancy Ames

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Joe Cramer on 01/21/08 at 02:14 AM

Exceptionally well done.....

Posted by Anita Mac on 01/22/08 at 01:42 AM

Well doesn't he just sound like a keeper... Do dig the piece, though. ;o)

Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 01/25/08 at 05:52 PM

I really like how the title drew me in to the fish bowl, as I often see myself. Thought provoking read. Abd?

Posted by Charlie Morgan on 02/23/08 at 05:40 PM

...i can see that moment, it was the second floor in that hotel wasn't it?...lovely lil' tilt o' the tam to the dude nudge-nudge...good 'un...chaz

Posted by Steve Baba on 11/27/08 at 04:21 PM

This was an excellent write. Good job.

Posted by Roger J Kenyon on 09/26/10 at 06:21 PM

One fine poem Nancy Ames from one Hamiltonian to another.

Posted by George Hoerner on 04/25/18 at 01:05 AM

I don’t believe you.

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