NaPoWriMo 2015

NaPoWriMo #24 – Cigarette Burns

I’ve lived my life like I am waiting
for the final fifteen minutes of the film.

Drinking besides men who’ll smoke anything
except the brand their father bought.

Listening for the last call,
the fights for taxi cabs,
hoping to see Cinderella dressed in rags – hear the music swell
and give a great speech,
step around the vomit,
find a place to kneel and say
Hey, you going my way?