Majestic Nights



Walking in at 3:00AM
Drunk and hungry
I place my order

Washed out waitress
ragged
  No hope

  Pouring a cup
of hope and joy.
  Majestic's reality

The hookers and junkies
Painted in their booths
As the she passes them by

No one speaks, breathes
It might as well
Be a cemetery

Two over light
Sausage and grits
Fight the demons away

At the end of the night
I come back to her and say
"You make me feel alive!"

Comments

  1. RossandraFebruary 25, 2012 at 10:24 PM

    Yow! I love this. You nailed it.

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  2. k~February 27, 2012 at 1:12 AM

    Nicely done!

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  3. sueFebruary 28, 2012 at 2:23 PM

    I like - Painted in their booths... well done

    I think I missed your award on here - message me please

    and re: your comment - yeah I like using comments that were former prompts :D

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