4.15.2012

pearl street

The club was sweltering. It always was,
but tonight was unbearable. She tethered
her hair off her nape in the plastic
wristband they made you wear to drink.
The bouncer demanded that she wear it
on her wrist or face expulsion.

She threw her $10 bottle of beer into
the trash and spat at him. This guy better
be worth this fucking sweat.
She couldn't
see him, as he sat, his guitar in his lap.
Arrogant. It's too fucking hot in here.
The music began, sliding, bending, brandishing.

The woman in you? She's not here. She's in the sun.

This week's 100 Word Song at My Blog Can Beat Up Your Blog is "The Woman In You" by Ben Harper. This is a true and tragic tale of woe.