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Another Bar



Another bar,
another place;

the sign on the wall
reads:  “LIVE MUSIC ON FRIDAYS”,
but it’s yellow and torn
and the bartender who’s
worked there for
three years
says he’s never seen
a musician in the place.

I notice a hole in the wall
in the next booth over
where a little gray mouse is
peering out
and twitching his nose
as if to smell and
determine

if it is safe to come out.

Angie brings the beer
and a bowl of stale,
salty popcorn;
she gives me a smile
like we could be

  more than friends,

but I didn’t come here
to make friends.

At the next table
I see Angie touch the guys
shoulder,
  friends?
They share some hollow
laughter
and then she moves on
to the next table
and
  the next friend.

The afternoon baseball game
is just coming on.
I sip the beer
and appreciate its coldness
turning my eyes blindly
toward the game.

I think about my last job
and the boss
  and the bosses secretary
and me and her
in the bathroom
nearly rocking the
cast-iron sink off the wall.
  I got fired for that.
It wasn’t the first time
I got fired
wouldn’t be
the last.

Another bar,
another place;

no live music,
ever.


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  • sideways hourglass
    October 27
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    I love your style! Dayyyum.


  • Laura Lamarca gold member
    October 27
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    enjoyed.


  • januaryrain gold member
    October 25

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    I love your bar poems, you set the mood of the place so well it is like I am there
    Well done and thanks for letting me know, love it.

  • Depth gold member
    October 24

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    As always, I really like the scenario concepts you bring to the table. You take us there. I could smell the beer and stale popcorn. Excellent.


  • Rend the Veil gold member
    October 24

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    I get so much out of your write,
    your imagery is written with such clarity
    and I am drawn into each word,
    this is just brillant!!

    love to you my friend

    Rend


  • sweet arrival gold member
    October 23

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    love this... the whole setting, the life, the staleness of everything other than the secretary, and that one got you fired.
    a bar with no music.. ever... and a waitress who is lonely just wanting to be that secretary. indeed a wonderful write.

  • Rowan gold member
    October 23

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    Oh... I don't know, hollow bathroom walls, women, effin... that's as live as it gets.
    lol. One of my favorites by you.

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