I'm the end-of-night girl
I'm your last chance
the bar is lit
the teens are falling down the hill towards their cars
I'm closing this place down.
can you talk to me
can you walk me home
can you get my number,
can you call me tomorrow
can you kiss me
can you
hey, free country
pretend
I'm not your last-resort
I'm not an act of desperation
that you're listening
when I tell you
I'm in med school
I'm 35
I'm moving to hawaii in 4 days
I'm gay
&tc.
