Sandpoint

Sandpoint
Sadie takes our order
the neon "open"
sign
struggles
to shine
as
the sun
has yet to fall
The band
from
Seattle
so I drink
Canadian whiskey
The liquor store
the video store
and the street cleared of
snow fall
cars pass slow
on the
one way street
where mothers
in wool
and toques
and scarves
push children
in upscale
hippie strollers.
Cody with
rhythm in his head
and the man
in the black vest
bends harp
and he's gunna
give me what I want
right now
in the aftermath
of jealousy
of a soaked soul
in kerosene
It's fertilizer
and coke
all in one line
and piss
drips
beneath the urinal
and it's feels
alright tonight
as I hack lyrics
and smile
into a mugshot
and put gasoline
down the gullet
and baby
you shouldn't be out alone
Some hack writer
may find you out
cold in an old coat
and something
to believe in
something to shelter
from the cold wind
A hack writer
stealing words
before they lay down
like an old man
with a wooden leg
with no money
and little to change.