One For The Road

In the dimly lit bar

There's a woman,

Her back to the jukebox

Swaying

To the sounds

Of the Thompson Twins

"Hold me now,"

She sings along

With great passion

As pool cues strike

Billiard balls

And beer gushes

Into chilled glasses

As the song ends

She walks back

To her seat alone.

 

In the dimly lit bar

A man looks deep

Into his drink

For answers,

The barkeep asks

If he's ready for another

He listens, briefly 

To the song that's playing

He can't remember

The last time

Somebody held him

It was a long time ago

Even longer

Since she left him

"filler up," he says

As the young woman

Heads for the door.