Stalked By A Lobster In The Rain

 This poem was inspired and written in conjunction with "Walking In The Rain" sung by Grace Jones







she's walking in the rain
whistling in the night
in her satin trench coat
looking like a man
walking in the rain

checking out the people
feeling like a woman
looking like a man
without an umbrella
walking
walking in the rain

sadly she will never know
what it feels like to be a woman
in the same way as the oysters
knew that they would never be
a friend of the walrus

looks are just looks
ask any mescalin affected
french existential author who
has been stalked by a lobster

she prunes the rose bushes
in the little park at the back of notre dame
with her sapphire encrusted garden shears
and fur edged rubber gloves
in the rain
walking
walking in the rain

someone spoke to her there once
asked her for a haircut
everyone cheered
when she slapped his face with a bunch of wet roses