Two Friends

The snow does not light the grey
parking lot at Ethel’s Lounge.
The beer is bitter patina, hints of yellow.
The friend admits phoning it in,
the other mentions the woman.
They laugh at each other’s absurdities,
taking similar trajectories to their cars.
They tread in puddles of yellow lanes,
leaking discontent and shame.

PH–12/1/17 Ethel’s Lounge, Waterloo, ON, Canada.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s