old bartender pete
talking
to my dentist
who
is with an old girlfriend
of mine,
and my sister.
they are all sitting
together
at a table and i wonder
what the hell
is going on here.
how
is this possible, it
must be about me.
right?
i shake my head and
move on.
i'd rather not know
what's happening,
sometimes you jsut
move on
and pretend everything
is sane and normal,
the world is
alright.
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