Club Le Pep is at is darkest
its maddest
the meanest
as one would expect it to be
just before dawn
when the worry
of those that seek
is at its most agonizing
eyes scan the room
i throw back a drink
close off my mind
and dance
here in a club in Paris
i dance
with stranger’s eyes
and solitary souls
a ghoul in a corner
and a crying friend
are you a friend
that friend of the friend from just before
didn’t i meet you here another time
another life
don’t laugh at me
are you just another part
of some funny game we play
i dance with him and her
and they and them
i dance with nothing
and all for more
in Club Le Pep
i dance for dance
even when no one else does
i dance
and i have spent
a thousand lost nights
in the Le Peps of cities
in the universe
of the lonely lost
like we are here
locked together
by fear and hope
the friend stops crying
and saunters
on his floodlit stage
to a pack of others
not unlike himself
and i decide
to stay at the bar
tonight
today
not descend
into that place below
of tarnished joy
where he and the rest
will soon go
there is no time in Le Pep
no night or day
no rules in wonder world
no restrictions or limitations
no dream impossible
the life of night is not all forlorn
i watch them shuffling
towards the stairs falling
fast and dark below
smile at some spinning hero
who i think i loved
once before
probably
or maybe not
throw back another drink
close off my mind
and dance
here in a club in Paris
i dance
Stephen House has won many awards and nominations as a poet, playwright, and actor. He’s had 20 plays produced with many published by Australian Plays Transform. He’s received several international literature residencies from The Australia Council for the Arts, and an Asialink India literature residency. He’s had two chapbooks published by ICOE Press Australia: ‘real and unreal’ poetry and ‘The Ajoona Guest House’ monologue. His next book drops soon. He performs his acclaimed monologues widely. Stephen’s play, ‘Johnny Chico’ ran in Spain for 4 years.
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