On Those Nights by Mike Meraz

on those nights
when you feel
you have already lived
a thousand lives

the clubs,

the bars,

the women,

the sex,

all seem useless

like a dirty rag
you can’t wipe
your hands on,

or a wrecked car
you can’t drive,

or an old plane ticket
that will no longer take you
where you want to go.

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5 Responses to “On Those Nights by Mike Meraz”

  1. i totally love this and get it! thanks for the expression. best, winnie

  2. This is excellent!

  3. fabulous

  4. Mortal Cyn Says:

    Mike, the Bukowski of Basin St. – what an amazing vision, an even more amazing writer.

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