Category Archives: nudity


wear your sexy socks
nothing else
up to the knees
maybe slightly past –

perhaps a string waistline
below the string


give me you

warm in a terry cloth robe
i’ll bring you a mug of tea
relax on the cushions
raise a fire
and sit back in unison

give me


growing old
youthful in world adventure
leave the camera behind
private stories discussed when we
come back home


in your terry cloth


bringing over 2 mugs
2 pair of socks
between our warmed ideas
in the winter’d home


The bookies assistant Part III

so the gun just sits there?

She’s an Amazonian warrior – i’m telling ya.


Ppl have gone into that house
and she’s been wearing war paint
chain mail underwear
and music in the background that sounds like – chanting


i’m telling ya – that gun
it’s never actually been cleaned
it just sits there on the table – for aesthetics

you mean like – just for looks?

Man – you tell me which would scare ya more…
a regular gun in yer face -or- someone who lives on a rumour.
a rumour that says the bookies assistant can eviscerate you….
quicker than a bullet can kill ya

i am. never. placing. a bet. again.

Not with her anyways.

The bookies assistant has a msg part II

hey Frank
how did she look?

how did who look?

the bookies assistant.
the woman with the weave.

womans got a knife at her side
wanting your attention
got a gun air drying – as much as she is
there’s an outstanding debt that ain’t being talked about
and she might be the only woman in town
who does what she does
and won’t get referred to her proper name
other than being the bookies assistant….
and you wanna know what she looked like?

well yeah
i mean
you couldn’t a been lookn at the ceilin’ the whole time
i mean come on Frank….

…..Artie….she looked like a Glen Orbik painting….
if the woman in the painting were 50 years old and
if she had – had some encounter with
Fester Addams who had decided to do some bomb testing
and she was a casualty of bad timing…..

you mean

i mean
in all round tactics
she’s the scariest fuckn person ever to let you know
you better pay what you fuckn owe…..

the bookies assistant has a message

gun moll?
bitch is just crazy.
she’ll walk into the room
– fresh from the shower
sit down on the sofa
hair in a towel weave
the only towel i might add…
and while you’re looking
at the ceiling….
she’ll pull a blade from between the cushions.


shit yeah.

then she’ll just get up
wiggle her naked ass out of the living space.
you’ll hear the blade chunk into some wall in another room
and she’ll lock the bathroom door
turn on the dryer


fuckn gun of hers
sits on the dining room table
taken apart
ready to be cleaned
oils and what not out
with pipe cleaners.
she don’t need that fuckn gun
to get the message across to ya.

Belly Ring Coffee

the flower is at her hand
the window is reflecting a glint
– a belly ring thru morning sunlight.
she is looking out at the bridge
listening to the bath tub – fill
she stares
wondering about time.

it’s time for coffee
time for the early edition
time to slide into the porcelain bed.

the flowers continue to reach from the pot
and her hand comforts them.
her fingers click the latch
the window slides down and cuts off the Fall air.

she leaves the window
as the coffee maker clicks
faucets are turned left
and the paper slides under the door.

the flowers twist back into position
and the bridge continues with morning traffic.
a small spoon dings inside a stirring cup

a small ripple is heard.

240 Drawings per Month….for Eight Years

‘you can’t do fashion and not know
famine models exorcising demons in shades
forcing you to look at yourself in mirror
see the parts as they are
all the insides of ruin and beauty
that becomes you

Rachel’s plays their anguish for Egon
saying ‘EGON see us as you saw her’ –
your bride cut down in youth – your love following days later

at the runway – on the runway
“that’s what you can do if you really love what you’re doing.”
and they know you can’t complete fashion
without Egon scaring you a little

the exhibition place
is all underground with England
saying ‘you can’t showcase that!’
but why
and why not push the boundaries of the
comfortable you
if it means you look at yourself and tuck it in
saving for someone other than yourself –
something more than today and the free give away

you can’t do fashion
you can’t complete life – not knowing yourself
while Egon looks around and says

“I shall be the fruit which will leave eternal vitality behind
even after its decay.”

* Quote by Sue Dray – fashion illustrator and course leader London College of fashion: “that’s what you can do if you really love what you’re doing.”

* Instrumental group Rachel’s: The album entitled ‘Music for Egon Schiele’ was composed as the score to Stephan Mazurek’s theatrical production, Egon Schiele, about the life of the painter.

* Note: Schiele’s wife/muse Edith Harms died of spanish flu in October 1918. Schiele would follow her 3 days later.

* Over his 8 year career it is believed that he created 240 pcs of art per month…including 3 pieces in the days leading up to his death.

*Egon Schiele quote: “I shall be the fruit which will leave eternal vitality behind
even after its decay.”

Our Siesta Hour

Mona read to me
what is the book you have opened?
Mona stay as you are
just transcribe to me

I will sit on the floor of your room
while you lounge on your seat
while quilted birds sing in the background
as you read something new
opening world of words

Mona teach me a new language
languid woman of Lebanese
Mona don’t turn out the light
your words may cast fear in the dark

Mona which book next?
which chapter tomorrow
Mona read until i sleep
until i am ready to travel somewhere new…

* Mona Trad Dabaji graduated from the American University of Beirut, just as the civil war broke out in Lebanon. She currently lives and works in Beirut, where she has been teaching painting since 1993

*paintings for this poem: the Omar Khayyâm à l’Heure de la Sieste series

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