the flies are buzzing
around my beer that
i’ve been nursing
for 30 minutes
and a sandwich is
cardboard in my mouth
sometimes the waitress
gives me the evil eye
as only old men and
construction workers
dare to drink at noon
it could have been
one beautiful day or
five agonizing years
since the last time
you were in my awkward arms
my heart pounds
like the hooves of a horse
mid race and i can
no longer find the words
so i speak to you
in my deluded dreams
i pray to the gods
i never believed in
that you can hear me
through the din of
1000 demons chanting
my name
