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Tonight is hot cigarettes
and coffee with their fingers
on the backspace key
pressing hard almost
happy to waste the
momentary pleasure
before an empty page.

As my friend
who wants the waitress
tips his whole wallet
and searches our pockets
for a pen so he can
write his number on the
nameless receipt with
a smiley face that
screams (fuck me) to
a poor college kid on break
but I don't blame him, I
would fuck her too. I would
forget that I have no money
and take her somewhere nice
in a borrowed car and we would
split the check with my reluctant
credit card that gives my pennies
to a charity for pandas
and other sweet things.

Staring into a thin cup
of cream and sugar, and smiling
as if I know better
while I take a moment to
fantasize about ten or twelve faces
and two or three bodies then
maybe take a moment
to get more addicted
before the sizzle and ash.