Ladies in Waiting

Outside the bar
sixteen and seventeen
year-old princesses
dress in tank tops,
tie-dyed tee-shirts,
cut denim shorts,
and Indian skirts,
smoking cigarettes
and drinking
from wine sacks
and bottles of Jack.

They moon-dance under
the neon lights
and dream of bankers
and brokers
driving white
Corvettes
to carry them away,
but tonight they settle
for black leather
bikers on Harleys.

They are the wild flowers
that fills empty spaces.