After The Bar Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

After The Bar



After the bar

He is my passenger
as I see the others.

With hello and welcome
things start then we talk.

"I'm tipsy, " he says…calls.

Simple is my reply:
"must have fun…"

He, honest, takes the lead:
"man goes there to drink
to find girl and get laid
spend night with nice f…k."

This is what he has not.

Sunday, January 17, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: lifestyle
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