Long Way Down — Buck Finally Let Go

BUCK FINALLY LET GO

and I stumbled into the corner, slamming against the wall

like a clown.

You don’t got it in you,

he repeated

over and over again

under his un-breath

while sliding a pack

of cigarettes from his pocket.

Tossed one in his mouth,

struck a match that sounded like a finger snap.

Then the elevator came to a stop.