Another bar
With romantic lighting
Making it impossible to read
Candles flicker
The only dull light near me
It makes it harder for a man to sit alone and look interesting
When he can't have his book out
He looks pretty dull
With his phone in his hand
Typing away
They don't know that he is writing poetry
That'd make him slightly more intriguing
Then texting on his phone
Or scrolling through social media
Yes, writing a shitty poem
Is only slightly more interesting
Then that
No one talks to me
Except for the bartender
Who only asks how I am doing
Without actually caring about how I am doing
It's code for
How is my drink doing?
My drink is half-full of beer, young lady
It's doing alright
Only a little lonely tonight
No one even looks at me
And that's okay
They don't need too
There isn't much to look at
A regular face
With his eyes on his phone
And there's only so many lines that a man can write
While sitting alone at a bar
Before he gets bored
And heads home
But
I'll drink another one
And see if anyone notices me
While I drink one more.
CH 3/4/24
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