hold that thought until i shrink back...

recovered
from a hang over
the brake shop
had the
car


I had my blues

bad baby -broke
luck
stuffed in a notepad

skipped lunch
and headed
for the
bar by
_____________________noon
___________I
_t-h-i--n-k____
tomorrow I'll
look for a
job

I heard the place on
... ,_______________________________________________ um
23rd street was

hiring.

a cafe'
where I'd be able to
eye the young
hopeless
art
chicks

brushing up on their
hard starving
life
with a lonely
latte'
and laptop
foam
on their upper
lips
showing

that
mom and dad
sent
them
another
check
for the rent

and money was dwindling

me in
apron
hardly
seeing
a glimpse at the
typewriter
the keyboard
collects

someone

Else's


inspiration