Girl with glasses and
skinny fingers
playing with wires
Next to the blonde
with the Large chest
While androgynous person
deals solitaire
Me sipping Tower Station
DJ is down tempo
with vinyl
My poster is stuck on the wall twice
Now there is a new guy
on either side of me
One beer tap
also reads Blonde
in block letters
the glasses girl
has now fashioned wires
Into some kind of shape
looking like an earring to me
The two new guys now gone
one girl with a pizza box
Taken their place
Heavy bass on DJ
in my gut and feet
2020 a month old
Sorry I missed
the spoken word
before I arrived
boss said it pissed off
some trump supporters
"too bad,"I said
Too bad there are no lyrics
in the DJ set
Look how fucking politics
have seeped into my poem
Another Saturday night lost
in the stars
Bartender tosses rag into the bin...
Hey, the beer worked. And Glasses Girl looks like fun...
You put me right there. Love the deconstruction of fucking politics seeping into your poem. Love this.
Cool. Thanks! Matt and Dianne.
"Look how fucking politics
have seeped into my poem"
That says it all.
*
Thanks, Bill.
Nice work, Tim.
Thank you, Gary.
Yes, this is the way it seems to be today.
"Look how fucking politics
have seeped into my poem" - no matter how hard we try to avoid, it seems. *
"Look how fucking politics
have seeped into my poem
Another Saturday night lost"
Great stuff happening here!
Many thanks, Kitty, Beate, and Darryl.
* STEIN STAR
Thanks Gary P for Stein Star!
Super-sharp writing *
Thank you Foster!
Am with Foster... !! VeryNice.
Many thanks, Amantine.
Another grinner.
Why thank you, Joani.