NaPo 09 ~ Streetlamp Theatre

Streetlamp Theatre

Maggie stands tall tonight.
She has nails for heels
and cloth around her hips
damp from the low cloud.

Cars slow, stop, inquire -
she ignores their chrome charm.
Maggie stands tall tonight.

Lads drunk on new tattoos
offer tatter-notes for favours.
She has nails for heels

and sees no need to upgrade -
she shuts away the pretty faces,
keeps cloth around her hips.

And when the face she needs
arrives, wallet on chain
damp from the low cloud

she takes chrome from her purse
and fucks his chest with bullets.
Maggie stands tall tonight.