this cute little girl named Alicia
whom four years ago was sucking
my friends cock because he sold
not a little
of most any drug one could want
he claimed she started asking
about things one shouldn’t ask
a drug dealer
so he dropped her
my friend the dealer is long gone now
off selling houses in upstate New York
and as I sit here looking at Alicia
delivering drinks to slobby drunks
like me that choose to sit at a table.
I don’t think his story was true
she’s way too good looking for him
I think she had a moment of clarity
realized that and left
one day I will ask her
but not today
she’s telling me how Tanya,
a former mutual friend we had together
who stole my laptop
last time I was in jail
and stole every article of clothing
Alicia didn’t have on her body
plus her toothbrush,
was back in town yesterday
Alicia got a couple phone numbers
from her
and an address
where she lived in Vegas
I took those down
and called Billy
who was also ripped off by Tanya
collectively we all decided
on a road trip
Jon Edward Walker
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/road-trip/
