Thursday, March 6, 2014

when empty beer bottles line the bar


heated discussion

the bar supporting two who are intoxicated

he defends an imaginary santa claus in the sky

after i just happen to mention there is no

sweet by and by

 

then he lashes out that i have a huge ego

to which i respond

realizing his ignorance

“there is no ego

in fact there isn’t anything

but what you perceive to be

in truth there isn’t even you and me

beyond what you define

if this you could only see

then you would understand

that only romantic love

can make the stars be more

then the universe having

a bad case of gas”

 

his fist soars and hits my nose

knocking me off the bar stool

but i only burst into laughter

that happily ever after

can only exist if all of us agree

 

the bouncers descend

and send him on his way

i regain the stool

and the barkeep pours me one on the house

 

i have neither won nor lost

wishing wells and coins tossed

do not change what was never prearranged

 

a napkin accepts the flow of my blood

it serves its function

but humans will never understand

that they serve no function at all

 

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