A poem a day in April from Rutgers English PhD students and friends.

Tuesday, April 8, 2014

Night Walk, slightly drunk

We got no cabs.
The dispatcher said we’d insulted an old lady,
Or his old lady.
We didn’t.

We walked over a bridge,
Across an island,
back to the hotel.
The cable tv.
The bath tub.
The left-over Indian food.
The choice of pillows—soft or firm.

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