Mint

mint

Down in Mississippi

after hours juke joint

playing for drinks

few dollars, cents.

She came up close

close enough to taste

her mints

on her puffy lips.

I got back on stage

plugged into Marshall

grabbed the microphone

told her a few things.

I watched her eyes

dance towards the floor

I jumped down, began

to groove.

End of song

time to close the joint down

find out how those mints

really taste.

 

  One thought on “Mint”

  1. iScriblr
    April 17, 2019 at 2:27 pm

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