By: Lauren Salvo

What the hell
are you doing here,
in a bar where
your beer makes
you forget the man
who left after four years?

Do you know
your eyes are brighter than
the flickering neon lights
on the walls of this bar?
What the hell
happened to you
that makes you want to throw
everything into
your bottle of Blue Moon?

As I take a sip
and I watch you take one too,
I ask your name.
I never thought I would dare, but
what the hell?