EGGS, BLOODY MARYS AND JAZZ

There was time to kill

since the next train

was at 5:38AM.

Fortunately, Manhattan

always offered options.

An all night diner

or a 4:00AM bar; 24 hour deli.

A favorite haunt back in the day

was the Jazz Cultural Theatre

on 8th Ave between 28th and 29th ST

They had a residency 

with legendary drummer Art Blakey

on Saturday night (Sunday morning:

from 3:00AM to 7:00AM

A legend for 15 bucks

and you could get drinks or breakfast

and pair it with jazz.

Eggs, Bloody Marys and Jazz

It was a blast.

A couple times

I even missed the 5:38

and had to catch the 6:38

I was young & insane

so it never phased me.

I was living on the edge

but it always seemed 

to provide its own rewards.

https://www.postpoems.org/authors/fuche_bu/poem/1071245

Published by fuchebuyahoocom

poet, philosopher and comic. Philadelphia born but suburban bred.

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