With A Water Back

Friday nights Long previous

A pair of bourbons
at the bar,
that missed or made eight ball
the call and response of
where have you been
And how much do ya like
X over Y and why when
X is away…the next day

But tonight

you flirt with the eyeful
and then dally with the viable
but what’s feasible is some
how, right now, fearful, and
sense she feels similar

But you share
bar food on barstools
And the doubt cools
But only momentarily

As someone yells,
Hey, you like
X over Y…
I’ll take that bet.

Poem Seven 2023

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