Taxi

Brittany Jo

After the bars are the after parties

After the parties maybe you’ll call me

or maybe you’ll wait until the next morning

no down nights, the down nights are too boring

 

a weekend sober is a weekend wasted

thinkin about the alcohol you’re not tasting

begging you to stay home, it makes you laugh

you’d rather get friendly with that bartending staff

 

tipping and dripping

mind slipping, words skipping

only then will you hit me up 

that late night text “will you pick me up”

 

tonight i’ll leave the ringer on

waiting for your call

”baby i just paid my tab”

well honey, catch a cab. 

  • Author: Brittany Jo (Offline Offline)
  • Published: February 16th, 2019 03:39
  • Category: Unclassified
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Comments1

  • dusk arising

    Dont forget the romance of such times, beautifully captured here. They will be lost to you all too soon as time presses its changes upon you.



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