closed

the doors were locked.
chairs
were on tables in the unlit
room. a dusty cavern.
silent now.
closed,
the sign said.
how could this be?
the place
that held so many memories,
now shut down.
the building about
to be razed.
we press our faces
to the glass
and see twenty years
gone by.
there's you, there's
me, at the end
of the bar,
pretending
to be happy. where to
now?