Friday, January 23, 2015

A poem for Paul

Tonight I stopped at the closest bar to my apartment after my bowling league.

It was packed.

I was kinda lost in it all, I just wanted a shot of Beam before I went home to smoke and sleep.

And there she was man.  It was just like that night I bailed on that weird show to go to The Mountain Goats with you and Pavel.

She was right there and I felt all the same relief and comfort wash over me.
The night was not a total loss.

There was my girl and I was ok.  I swear to all that is real it was her and she was right there.

But, she's gone.  She'll never quiet my mind again.  And the girl I saw tonight won't love me anymore than she does.

God it looked like her, and I felt way better.

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