shuffling downtown killing downtime
checked out a wax museum
there was a time when wax museums
had Jack The Ripper, Cleopatra
other historical figures
most now are filled with models of
throwaway pop stars; melt ‘em down
and make candles out of them I say
down side street there lies
a black zip-up jacket, other clothes, books, papers
a small television set all prone and evidently
thrown from a second or third floor window
for reasons unknown by person or persons unknown
unfortunately people gonna people
around the corner step into cafe
lose the december chill with some hot coffee
but girl at the counter says they don’t have no more
they’re getting ready to close
yeah, like in two hours!
I ‘voice my displeasure’ and manager comes over
says no problem and makes more
done now and catch train for home
with all the up and comers
out the train, down the stairs
to the local bar; drown my cares
not that I have any
beer cold beer good whiskey better
follow the streetlights to my place
