Home with a Stop at the Liquor Store First
She can’t wait til this month is over:
Her car got stolen and she’s gotta move
at the end of the week.
Her boyfriend quit
the caretakers position
at their apartment building.
Landlord got pissed about it
and raised their rent.
She’s got two kids,
cant afford $450 a month,
no yard, no sauna, no pool.
Landlord says go on assistance,
she already works three jobs.
she don’t qualify,
she can’t pay the rent.
They’ve got 5 days to move out
and a lead from a guy
who’s unreliable.
They’ll probably end up
in seperate basements
for awhile
til they get the cash
to find a place together.
Her car was a wreck, an “83 Buick.
When she walked out that morning
she couldn’t believe it was gone
and shiny new ones
still parked on the Street.
It got stolen cause it was old,
easy to getinto.
Probably their first time
cuz they stripped the steering column
instead of clipping the ignition wires
like they shoulda.
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Impound lot called,
told her she could pick it up
when she paid the storage fee.
She told’em to auction it off.
she’d buy another when she
got the money.
That’s Life: Get Over It and Move On.
She’d considered driving cab,
but her family said it was too dangerous.
Hell, just walkin’ the 2 blocks
to SuperAmerica at night for cigs
is dangerous.
She wanted to rent another place
in the neighborhood.
She’d had trouble gettin’
around at first.
North was easy, the streets ran alphabetical.
In Nordeast they named ‘em after presidents
she’d never heard of.
Makes her think she shoulda studied
harder in school.
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