one drink past two
is one
too many
at happy hour,
the bartender pours
them
strong.
then pushes towards
you a menu
with bad
food.
it's an easy slide
down
the slope
of drinking and eating,
finding a home
on the leather stool,
then suddenly,
the moon is out
and it's
closing time.
Saturday, July 22, 2017
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