a real dive bar

it wasn't a faux

dive

bar

that we found in the woods,

no, it was the real deal where

the servers

had severe

dental issues,

and the owner

was on probation for

serving

minors,

and stealing cars.

there was a dog

tied up

out back to a truck tire

in the rain.

they specialized in sloppy

joe's

and liver and onions,

breakfast

all day.

from which animal it all

came from,

who's to know.

there was always a man

asleep

with his head on the bar,

sleeping one off,

and a women

in the back,

with her dress pulled up

as she

shaved her legs, and sang

a song.

the floors were tilted like

a sinking ship,

and the roof leaked,

we ordered eggs and sausage

to go, not staying long,

then ate it in the car.