On The Night


on the night

justice isn’t allowed on this lot failed to receive
its callback so tonight, beneath this not so brave
movie prop light, only jude law reigns
as the dark sky sits in a corner booth somewhere

rehearsing its lines picking at blueberries
mashed between a warm plate and a ceiling
of pie crust its fork stained absentmindedly
the jukebox playing songs previously hummed in
another dreary box office dud studded dream

the napkin holders recently spray painted
the color of a young scarlet johansen
the john travolta out of order, forcing

all the madmen like us and the madwomen too
to take life, and all this synchronized shit that goes
along with it back out the front door and into the streets
where it’s so hard to belong

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