Decorated Rhythms

Stephen Schatzl
Lit Up
Published in
1 min readMar 5, 2020
By: Stephen Schatzl Berlin, Germany Feb 2020

Many
side by side

humid smoked-out air
coats damp

An open white shirt

The bald-capped man

a ring cutting through

She bobbed
I weaved

We floated back in time
nowhere had that vibe

A beer set down over our heads
cigarettes smashed to pieces

the jam continuing
booming

tables covered
in the least methodical order

using my glass
to join the percussion

you rolled
the glass

However, the only thought was

I want to be remembered moving…

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Stephen Schatzl
Lit Up
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“This was another of our fears: that Life wouldn’t turn out to be like Literature.” ― Julian Barnes, The Sense of an Ending