CHAPTER 1



IT'S TRUE! EVEN IF IT WON'T HAPPEN

...the coffee tasted like the morning after I...
                                                                                  "I have never been in the WELCOME CAFE
except
in my Déjá-Vus
and from those reliable sources
I feel/am certain/that murders
have been committed there



besides
the name alone

                                                                                  WELCOME CAFE
is sinister enough" he said
and in here no more than a minute...



"I reported my suspicions to the Summer Night
But he had his doubts /
              ‘Déjà-Vus
              are nothing more than
              a momentary infinitesimalag
              in the operation of two co-active sensory nerve centers
              that commonly function simultaneously’
/is what he said to me. . .”



all this time
I'm looking him over; his voice is at a pitch
that prepares you for the unexpected,
his body is in the shape of a question mark
& his face tells you to listen/I listen...



"But I know
that he knows of all that; of what happens in that lag and the name alone. . .”



WELCOME CAFE
is sinister enough
for you to hire me
I finish the sentence for him.





from Murders in the Welcome Café
1975









CHAPTER 2



?

 

. . .I turn around
and
find him gone
                         /
                            and myself
on a busy corner of Chinatown
, like any other busy corner in
any other Chinatown I've never seen

                                                                            except
                                                                                        there it is:

high windows &
Narrow sidewalks (
                                    look-outs no doubt
                                    dressed as tourists/
                                    to look inconspicuous
                                                                                        ) wrap around. .  .



The WELCOME CAFE
                                           waits
for eager victims who are
hungry
            for their own delicacy

here it is.

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from Murders in the Welcome Café
1975