Day Fifty Seven: A Work in…Progress

Something whimsical and short because I forgot to do something substantial today and now I’m busy.

Solid Rock Cafe nights,
Juxtaposed against office stained days,
Are distinguished by Jagermiester,
Red Bull,
And drunken haze.

Regardless of the weather
(wind, rain, sheets of snow)
It’s a place that’s never better,
When you’re hemmed in by bikers,
Snot and B.O.

A Parthenon of booze litters the room,
Old and new.
A dodgy bouncer with a dodgy haircut,
Ejects a man for simply being rude
and no one cares when he spills his drink on the floor.

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