Patsy Sings That’s My Desire One More Time

A Story Poem
From
Jude Kyrie

The old place looks just the same, honey.
Just a rickety old bar by the dunes.
The Neon lights still spluttering in the night.
Its lost in time or perhaps more likely I am.
God how many times did we come here for
the shrimp basket and a couple of ice cold beers.

You were the most handsome boy in the class honey
I set my heart on you
the first time I saw you at the college.
Do you remember dancing so long ago?
You would hit the Wurlitzer with ten cents back then.
And Patsy would sing to us as we danced on the
small square of the parquetdance floor.

God, I miss you honey
I am still mad at you for dying on me.
The years have travelled by since you left.
There has been other imposters honey
I danced the choreographed
movements of love with them.

But when I was alone in my room in the dark
It was always you love
Only you knew the needs of me.

Here I am again the beer is ice cold
I drop a quarter into the Wurlitzer
Hit B17 and Patsy croons
That’s My Desire.

A couple of ghosts are dancing
But they might just be us, darlin