every single day, you sir, you search half heartedly. passionate response, conspirator coerced, i think you’re crazy. tell me a story that i’ve never heard: i’ve seen you before. waiting at the gates when we open to get another drink. little bit ashamed that you know my name and need company before you sink down low. strange little life: i’m invisible or blind. holidays arrive and you have to bring your family. responsible i know not to know you or your drink too well. you will come back at midnight with a new word: with a new thirst. it’s a structural feat, the bar holds you up at night and without the little buzz you’ll shake awake all night. i will listen to you and when you leave: i feel relief.
