Miami III

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Miami III

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Miami III Miami III

Poem by: sowosamma25

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Genre: Poetry

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Empty Pockets full of Dreams

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Empty Pockets full of Dreams

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Submitted: March 06, 2011

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Submitted: March 06, 2011

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This was my last night outside.

I slept in the dumpster room of the restaurant

I´ve worked for but never got paid,

remembering when one day a full bottle of redwine

shot down the garbage chute and

impacted with this big noise,

announcing some hours of rest.

7:43 am, 54 degrees

Starbucks on Lincoln,

a hot tea and a smoke.

In four hours I´ll take the bus to the airport.

I´m a little hung over.

Two halfpints of McCormik Whiskey in order to

fight against the cold.

Weed-man walks by:

"Hey Baby, I love you Baby."

A guy on a scateboard.

Security on a bike.

The sound of those machines that blow away the leaves.

Freezing homeless walking by with

plastic bags,

diving dumpsters for a

cold slice of pizza.

A zip of hot tea.

A drag of a Marlboro medium.

100´s, 5,25$.

I´ll miss this place


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