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Alone at the Bar

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Alone at the Bar

I was sitting at the hotel bar
Another night alone while on the road
Sipping a whiskey sour
With my half-eaten dinner getting cold

I called home to say, “Good Night”
With an empty, “I love you” at the end
Staring at the silent TV set
Really hurt’n for a friend

She sat down beside me
Smelling like a freshly picked bouquet
She said, “If you want to buy me a drink
Well, that would be okay”

I looked at her reflection
In the mirror behind the bar
Then motioned to the bartender
With my cocktail sipping straw

She said, “I’m simply lonely
And you look like you are too
Another night in another unnamed town
That I just keep passing through”

We shared boring stories about boring lives
Pretending that we’re all right
Getting drunk and inwardly wondering about
How we were going to spend that night

We complained about being misunderstood
By our spouses left at home
And even when we’re back in their beds
It was just like sleeping alone

We were afraid to keep on talking
And afraid to get up to leave
Afraid to share with the other one
The thoughts that we conceived

We drank until closing time
Then she asked if I would see her to her room
I don’t remember how we got there
But we were at her door so very soon

“Either way that we end this night
We will probably regret the choice that we made
Feeling remorseful about guilty pleasures
Or wishing to ourselves that you had stayed

Will one night spent together
To stay our secret to the grave
Make our lot in life any easier
Or destroy a sliver of morality that we can save”

She left me standing in the doorway
As she got undressed and climbed in bed
The sight of her naked body
Put the whiskey spinning in my head

I finished my business in town next day
And took an airplane headed home
Which side of the door I was on when it closed
Is known only by me and her alone

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  1. Date: 10/13/2012 8:51:00 PM
    Back to read this again. Sings like a country song; a story written well, I think. Love the ending lines. I'll read more of your work - maybe there's a sequel to this somewhere... thanks for sharing, John