MARILYN,

her corpse turning 90
today, celebrates all
who whacked-off to her
in their dreams
& her solitude.

And I'm being picked-up
& driven, by a new squeeze,
to shoot craps
near the Atlantic
City boardwalk.

Win or lose
it will be
a better day
for me
for sure.

Norman Savage
Greenwich Village, 2016

THE BOARDWALK

in AC
was damp,
chilly,
underneath
a slate-gray sky
and bluish black waves
with a cockscomb of white foam
leaving the sand with a froth.
We sat,
as we had
forty years ago
when everything
was in front
of us.
The failures & madness
and a suicide world
filled with regrets
sat behind us
dressed-up
& greedy still.
It felt good
to shiver
with all those lives
hanging
in the
balance.

Norman Savage
Greenwich Village, 2014