where
ever i am
someone
has just made
a
jukebox selection
the
sparrow and the nightingale
i
down my draft
ask
for another
and
a double shot of whiskey
a
text pops up on my phone
i
see jenny’s name
and
think,
“whatever
you may have left behind
i
burned it bitch”
she
wants to know how i am
i
snap my cell phone in two
the
whole place goes silent
and
looks at me
i
guess such an action
is
tantamount to mortal sin
as
i’m being asked to leave
without
even paying the tab
i
hit a liquor store
buy
a fifth
and
don’t even hide it
as
i walk this sidewalk
most
would go find a hooker
or
call up an old flame
but
if it’s all the same
i’m
just gonna walk
drink
till i can’t think
singing
naked eyes version
of
burt bacharach and hal david’s
song
“always something there to remind me”
and
hope the brain cells i kill tonight
are
the ones that make up memory
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