Broke N Poem by Jon Edward Walker
Broke N
psychadelic’s made me talk to
an ugly girl with cigarettes,
her friend and the boyfriend
who didn’t have a lighter, cigarettes
or money
I bought all of them shots
or excuse me, I gave money to the
boyfriend who bought shots,
while staring at the cigarette of the ugly girl
as she talked to me
about something I’m sure I wasn’t
interested in.
the burning of the cigarette
was much more beautiful
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