In a ***** roadside bar
lonely drunks remember themselves
briefly
they've experienced loss
like us
and once a week are invited
onto a damp little stage
under a flickering light
to say something
as a reminder
of their existence
in the middle of nowhere
like a wandering ghost
in an old motel
Apr 7, 2016
Apr 7, 2016 at 1:04 AM UTC
In a ***** roadside bar
lonely drunks remember themselves
briefly
they've experienced loss
like us
and once a week are invited
onto a damp little stage
under a flickering light
to say something
as a reminder
of their existence
in the middle of nowhere
like a wandering ghost
in an old motel
