Just Another Night At Fridays Poem by I AM THAT MOUSE

Nervous energy
not sure what to do

with herself these days
he called

she cared
he showed

she cared
two friends

two barstools
two issues

wallowing in eachothers failures
and celebrating eachothers triumphs

looking forward
to better days and

better men
better beer and
better shots

tommorrow is out there
and if we sit here
and wallow and celebrate

long enough
tomorrow will be here
sooner

and she won't care
if he called