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Club Watching#5

Writing is a cathartic process in which I find my voice in different facets of each poem. Poetry, is a unique discourse of reflections


Feeling the loneliness all the way to my toes

Sitting here watching life around me hum and jive

Drinking Hennessy dourness mourns inside me

Can’t get drunk enough to numb the pain

Shit this ain’t the way life is supposed to be

Popping my fingers off beat to some song

Played over and over again

My head starts to ache I know a hangover

Will be my lover for the morn

Stomach feeling queasy too much

Greasy fried food for dinner, this drink

Ain’t agreeing with me neither

Look at the women standing at the bar

Waiting or praying to meet Mr. Right or Mr. Whoever

Too much makeup hiding their worn-out skin

Dresses too tight to fit in

Fake diamonds, tarnished gold

Adorn their rusty bodies

Perfume from another generation

Smells up the place still they think

They are the shit

Attitudes need adjusting

Two dudes walk in looking in their

Direction, quizzical expression

Plays across their tired beaten faces

One dude saunters

up to the bar orders a drink

Hat cocked to the side

And one gold tooth

Sneaks out when he grins

Turns to the lady to his right

Eyeing her up and down

Not bad looking if she took off

Some of her war paint

And what’s that smell?

Start a conversation, “Can I buy you a drink?”

“Come here often? Have I seen you some

place before, oh yeah in my dreams”

The same old bullshit lines work every time

Get her number, but he’ll never call

Move on to the next

“Girl he is fine as vintage wine”

“Did you give him your number?”

“No, I gave him yours, don’t worry he ain’t gonna call”

Club watching

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