bar
along the way.
it's a sad place
in a dark alley
in a bad section of town.
it's heartbreak city,
you can feel it as
the music plays.
the sax,
the snare drum,
that big bass.
old men and women,
alone with each other,
huddled over their
drinks,
the diva at the mike
is whispering
her lament.
some billie holiday song
from long ago.
i ask the bar tender
for a drink,
and ask him, hey
what's the deal here,
why is everyone so glum?
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