mai tai

i'm sitting
in a strip mall
chinese restaurant
sipping on a mai
tai with a pink
umbrella and
smattering of
cut fruit biting
the rim of the
short glass. i'm
waiting for my
order of fried
rice, egg rolls,
and crispy beef.
i only had a hot
dog for lunch today
from the seven eleven,
so i'm woozy from
the rum. i feel
like a sailor in
port, on liberty.
looking for some
quick and easy
fun. i've got
my cell phone out
and i'm almost ready
to dial some trouble
up. but thankfully
my order is ready,
they're swinging
that white plastic
bag in front of me,
and i've made it
through another day
another night without
doing anything
too stupid.