1:14 am
my buddy
who has my back
slams another
whisky down
in front of me
as I watch
the shit-faced wench
horror movie smile
skinny from meth
shove quarter
after quarter
into
the poker machine
blue gold red lights
flashing beeping
in sign and tongues
only
she can understand
elevating her
to that place
which makes mornings
worthy of her
I sip
bathed in colored lights
envious
of her stature
and sense of place
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