~You & Me, in a Downtown Weekly~
you drive
i will do the job
we will keep it
small-time
better chance
to get away
when we return to our room
we will count the take on the bed
i got all the cash
from the drawer
scooped the quarters
took the large bills
from under the tray
one hundred and
one fifty
the total will keep us
in the room
for another week
and booze and smokes and
food
we'll screw and drink away the
fear
and if we get caught
i wonder if they'll cuff me
right away or
pull me
out of you
first.
so visual. loved it!
your poem is the synopsis of a scene in a screenplay
better to learn from the mistakes of others? right?