Ryan Cole

Rookie - 1 Points (August 27,1961 / Santa Monica, California)

The Bouncer's Lament - Poem by Ryan Cole

I can laugh
It comes easy to me
And I smile readily enough
They say I have a nice smile
the barflies and regulars
the drunk girls and the lonelyhearts
And if I look down
or glance off to the horrizon
to some far off place
As they talk their drunken talk
Don’t think that I can’t smile
It’s just that I feel the longing
as we all do
that whiskey doesn’t kill
I feel it in the cold night air
Yet still I can laugh
You know,
It comes easily to me

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Poem Submitted: Friday, August 20, 2010

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