what am i doing here

i feel myself

getting bored and suddenly

tired

as she talks

about things i have no interest in.

we have nothing

in common and never will.

my mind

wanders,

my eyes drift to a dark

haired woman

sitting across the room.

she seems much more interesting.

i sip my drink,

i nod yes without

thinking

as i look at my curved 

reflection in an unused spoon.

what am i doing here?

i should leave money

on the table

and walk out, but i don't.

i stick it out.

like a soldier in some vague

war

i don't believe in.