the blue light lounge

the old police station

is an upmarket bar coffee place now

called the blue light lounge

we lope by one day on our way

to someplace else

I tell her it was there

they dragged me in

put me in a cell downstairs

took my belt shoelaces wallet money

laughing as my pants fell down

searched my clothes for anything

then two of them bum rushed me

telling how they didn’t like my kind

crowded me into the cell

calling names loud long hair bum

trying to intimidate

mebbe hoping I’d throw a punch

let me stew for a few hours

then let me go

leaving me to walk back miles

to where they’d picked me up

& now people sit with high price lattes

imported beers micro brews

like horror stories

no doubt

much worse than mine

happened here

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