hipsters broken down
river rats
ministers with rolled up
sleeves, surfers, greasers on
big Mississippi river night in
mad saint george room
all friends after six
always suspicious
of being completely trusting
ten dollar buckets
goths on a break
bird dogs in a box
evangelical’s god chasers
plying everything
not their wives
with no real belief
songs doggedly sung
with a constant bored refrain
searching in the smoky dim light
to reason some sanity
all eyes on the door waiting
for the messiah to come in
all the time messiah sitting
on the bar stool next to them
"The Sleeping Gypsy" by Henri Rousseau