Lonely souls drowning
Choking on beer and pretzels
At the local dive
Bartenders smile for tips
Acting like you are best friends
This is your charade
The fantasy that you play
Just for survival
While they’re in it for money
You’re in it for attention
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Mephitic fool
On barfly stool
Swills his fifth of bourbon.
He sounds the alarm
Falls and fractures his arm
Now he needs a surgeon.
In a sling his arm hangs
Ivory cast helps the pangs
But not his inimical perversion.
Bartenders threshold was met
Exhaling vapor of cigarette
By poison now he’s unburdened.
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Prompt: Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie – Wordle Week #24
Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie – Wordle Week #24
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