Thursday, October 22, 2015

>> convenience store NEED FORMAT

convenience store

5/25 remix

 

there's always fresh puke

in the parking lot 

of the seven eleven 

where I buy my smokes

 

tonight, at the end 

of a long line, 

there's a black guy 

in steel toes and work blues

patiently waiting

to buy a Butterfinger

 

just ahead, a loud group 

of latinos

    latinas,

        and, or 

            chicanos, 

holding cheap bundled beer

    candy bars

        condoms and

            or packets of pocki

 

stony eyed at the counter

is a corpulent, uneasy

    leather vested

        scary toned            

            red faced biker 

holding close to

to a tight dressed 

    overly pierced

        barely teen

            girlfriend

who I would give

good money for

 

but rather we pay slowly

into the cool night 

where I strike a match

and  see our friendly

    occasional

        and, or

            perpetual drunk-

his hand out for change

 



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convenience store
5/25 remix

there's always fresh puke
in the parking lot 
of  the seven eleven 
where I buy my smokes

tonight, at the end 
of a long line, 
there's a black guy 
in steel toes and work blues
patiently waiting
to buy a Butterfinger

just ahead, a long group of 
latinos
    latinas,
        and, or 
            chicanos, 
holding cheap bundled beer
    candy bars
        condoms and
            or packets of pocki
stony eyed at the counter
a corpulent, uneasy
    leather vested
        scary toned            
            red faced biker 
holding close to
to a tight dressed 
    overly pierced
        barely teen
            girlfriend
who I would give
good money for

but rather we pay slowly
into the cool night 
where I strike a match
and  see our friendly
    occasional
        and,or
            perpetual drunk-
his hand out for change


-dp-
10-22-15
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maybe hustle her
through the door 
to the cool night 
light us up, and
    share a glance
        with the occasional 
perpetual drunk-
his hand out for change


-dp-
10-22-15


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there's always fresh puke
in the parking lot 
of the seven eleven
where I buy my smokes

last night 
at the end of a long line 
there was a black dude 
in steel toes 
wearing work blues
patiently waiting 
to buy a Butterfinger                                


just ahead 
a cool group of
latina and litano- 
chicanos holding on to 
cheap bundled beer
    candy bars 
        condoms 
            or pocki

leaning on the counter 
at the register
an impatient, stony-eyed                            >
    black leather vested
        tattoo painted
            corpulent biker 
holding close to him
his tightly dressed 
        overtly pierced
            maybe teen 
                girlfriend.
who I could pay 
good money for

when I'm finally out
to the outdoor lights
in  the lights beyond the door 
                                                into the cool mist of night 
I light up and look for 
the ever quick glance
from the occasional 
perpetual  drunk-
his hand out for change

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there's always fresh puke
on the parking lot 
of the seven eleven
where I get my smokes

it's late night and inside
is a black guy 
wearing steel toes
under worker blues
he waits patiently
to buy a Butterfinger  
                                    
behind a loud line
of latinos
    latinas,
        and, or 
            chicanos
each with
cheap bundled beer
    candy bars
         condoms 
            or pocki

at the register
an impatient, stoned                   
    leather vested
        tattoo tough
            corpulent biker 
holding close, his
    tight dressed 
        over pierced
            maybe teen 
girlfriend.
who I could pay 
good money for

finally
out side the door 
in the cool mist of night 
I light up
share a quick glance
with the occasional 
yet perpetual drunk-
his hand out for change

ooooooooooooooooooo
there's always fresh puke
at the seven eleven
parking lot 
where I buy
my smokes
late at night

inside
a black guy 
in work blues
waits patiently 
to buy 
a lemon Snapple
last 
in a long line
of latinos
            latinas,
                    and, or 
chicanos
each holding on
to cheap bundled beer
candy bars 
             condoms 
                     or pocki

next at the register
a stony eyed
corpulent
leather vested
scary toned
            red faced
                 biker 

 holding close
to a tight dressed 
over pierced
near teen 
girlfriend
who I would pay 
good money for


finally
through the door 
in the cool night 
I light up
and share a glance
with the occasional 
perpetual drunk-
his hand out for change


-dp-
10-22-15
 

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