From the Hatbox

©ESR 2005

Mustang Sally
rides in a Bug
with the white drugs
speeding down the causeway
wondering how she’s going pay
the next day bills

the baby cries behind
failing his hands for a bottle
Sally curses and swerves
narrowly missing Granny
baby cries

Frustrated she dumps in 2 ounces
He stops crying

Sighing she turns on Link Parks Numb
going to the beach, she pops E.
Locks the door
Forgetting about her son

After a fuck and a threesome
she goes to the lighthouse
Staring out at the waves—
Picking up to the bundle of Blue
one rock—that’s all she’ll need
plus, string from her shoe.

Wind dances with her hair
close her eyes
As the sun rises, a tear falls
she lets go
Driving she can’t look back
On to the next party, snorting she smiles
and steps on the gas…