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Monday Night in Milwaukee (Free verse) by jessicazee
Sack races, margaritas,
drug dealer's big-screened porn.
U-turns, parallel park, a walk
to the bar, an unexpected head butt.
The Polish Falcon is on this block.
The pushing drunk children. Handling
on all sides, the next bar's flushing
like a seashell, I hear the sea in my pint,
I think I lost my keys down there! Randy
says "just think about the music" -
A Donny Hathaway song today and who
won the raffle, I walked home
real slow, because of the ice and the cars.
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