On the corner of Nineteenth Avenue and Indian School
I watched a whore flip a cigarette into oncoming traffic.
A silver SUV jumped the curb
ran over a bum holding a God Bless You sign.
I watched it happen
while I gassed up my cab
at three thirty AM.
It was tragic
and kind of funny at the same time.
More tragic
than funny
but watching the whore run down the ally
made me laugh.
I have to admit.
The police showed up,
the driver of the SUV looked scared
and kept pointing in the direction
the whore ran.
An ambulance loaded the bum and took off.
Another whore walked up to me and said whew.
I agreed.
Do you want some company? She asked.
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