that it had "so much potential."
I admit there is something amid the sidewalks outside Cafe Du Monde' a little ways from the aquarium with purple seahorses and neon lizards.
Said she had the "time of her life" here with a gorgeous preacher's son. Said he had the perfect jawline, faded blue eyes and blonde hair styled in God's own salon (I assume). Said they spent so many nights here dancing to music too good for the radio. She played some for me and it really was too good.
Though she agreed to marry me, it took a month of convincing to get her to the dog park to walk the pekingnese.
It was a HARD DAY to realize that the man a woman marries is seldom the one she loved best.
She left me 6 months before our marriage date, citing insecurity and booze. She kept the ring.
And in my way, I discarded everything she ever gave me- expensive shirts and a leather bag for holding cologne and razors.
But I did keep the fleur-de-lis hat we picked up in New Orleans because she said that I too had "such potential" before she left.
So we have that in common, New Orleans and I.
But I'm trying and so is this town.
Trying on the sidewalk
outside Cafe Du Monde'
with the Asian violinist
playing "Summer Breeze"
while I cover my eyes
with brim of my hat and
discretely tip her fifty dollars.
New Orleans and I:
We're still recovering from a hurricane like Katrina- that name meaning,
as she said,
Spanish Fort, AL - 5/3/09