Two A.M. Poem
I told a stranger about you last night
in a dim place
where people only need to know
the name of
what bottle they're drinking
no others really matter
all are seeking the same
its a cure
a temporary fix
after all
who wants to be lonely tonite
the old gal I'm talking to
fancies me
I wish she'd quit rubbing my leg
she keeps buying me
my tonic
mixed by a vixen who's shirt is too tight
she is sucking in my words
like a vampire
I told her all
the passion and romance
all your talents
the beauty you have
how I let you down
and how you did it
without me
she ask questions
and I
indulge in a full highlight
of your life
its 2am
the vixen behind the bar
turns the lights on
we know our time is up
the old gal and I
look in each others eyes
and she says,
I wish I was twenty years younger
you deserve better
than what you got
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