"I'll meet you at 6 on
Fourth and Grove,
I'll be at that payphone,
The one that you know.
Be sure to have all of the
Money.
I'll know if you cheat me.
And this time
I won't find it so very
Funny."
I tried to tell him
With my eyes
That I wasn't
Going to make it
Without being
Satisfied.
A 6 shot habit.
Let the dog
See the rabbit.
He pulled out
A bun and
Separated
Two packets.
Barely enough
To keep me well
Long enough
To be able
To live in
His hell.
He is a little caesar -
All things go to him:
A tax on living.
Payment for being
A breather.
In his beat up Challenger
With a bull whip
Curled around his shoulder
His black leather duster
And his tattooed
Ability to muster
Girls.
