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Regga NIghts Part 2

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Regga NIghts Part 2

Tap. Tap. Tap.
‘Miss! You can’t stay in there. A cab has been rung.’
I pull the chain and open the door
 Unfamiliar surroundings

I wobble 
Thankful for the narrow corridors
Hands slap against the walls 
Walking with arms and legs

Outside was pitch black
Freezing cold
The streets empty
Apocalyptic 

Crossing the road was a marathon
Hallucinating 
Going around on a tarmac hamster wheel 

I wait in the phone box
The stench of pee 
Time stretched
Minutes spun into hours

The orange light
Atop the cab
A blessed sight
Growing closer

I sat in the back and gave the address
Then threw up
The cabby was not a happy camper

I lay on the back seat
Hearing petrol sloshing around 
And threw up 
More discreetly this time
Or so I thought
‘You’ll have to pay to clean that’

And 
After what seemed like years 
Tracey’s place

‘Give me a minute, I’ll get the money’
In the house
Up one flight
To Tracey’s bedsit
F#%k!
Not home
‘I’ll look after you my arse!’
F#%k!

A man on the top floor came down
‘What’s all the noise? You can stay in my room. We are friends, practically dating.’
Beggars can’t be choosers
I lay on his single bed
Shivering

He mothers me
Wrapping me up in a sliver hyperthermia blanket
And I lay
Crackling like a bag of crisps

There’s a knock at the door
A couple of Britain’s finest…pigs

‘Miss, you need to pay the cab’
‘I have money, in my sister’s room, but it’s locked. You can smash the door down. It’s in the birdcage, under the sandpaper’
I wanted to die
In peace
 ‘We can’t do that, Miss. If you don’t pay the cab we will be forced to take you down the station’
‘You'll have to carry me’
‘I’ll pay, Officer, she can get me back later. I’m her sister’s good friend, boyfriend actually.  I look after them both’

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  1. Date: 2/8/2012 5:14:00 AM
    A great conclusion to a mighty fine piece. I love how you write, no frills and spills just the world through your eyes.. bravo... Karen