Aabye's Baby
lygon street is alive tonight
it's only a thursday
but there's bodies everywhere
looking for a feed in the evening
i can't avoid a spruiker standing outside
with his best moustache and a menu
twitching at a chance to tempt me in
with a free red wine and something special
but i'm just walking now
taking in the scene and the people
scattered everywhere on a cold night
in the middle of july

every restaurant is tables and chairs
under a sidewalk-spread of umbrellas
embracing the buzz of a round of chatter
and the cosy hiss of portable gas heating
it almost makes me want to sit and place an order
from the italian lebanese indian malay place
that i'm passing now on this smorgasboard
street of multi-cultural cuisine
but i'm only sucking up the sounds
and taking in the scent
and wandering at my ease
once more up and down

lygon street

Frank Faust lives in the Melbourne (Australia) suburb of Chelsea, close by the beautiful beaches of Port Phillip Bay. He writes poems and stories in verse about people, their lives and loves and the things that sometimes keep them from sleep at nights. He reads regularly in the local poetry scene in Melbourne, particularly at the Dan O'Connell Hotel in Carlton on Saturday afternoons. He has been published in a number of locations, particularly in online e-zines. The Aabye's Baby Archive
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