At least once a week I am drawn into the same smoke filled
crowded cave,
No need to bring anything but your money
Twenty-something’s to seventy-something’s huddle in this space,
Camaraderie is thicker than found in most families; Attorneys,
Dishwashers, Accountants, Artists, Carpenters, Techie's, Teachers,
Custodians, Managers, Business Owners, Servers, Musicians, Politicians, Machinists, Mechanics, Landscapers and Nurses, all find
a way to tolerate each other.
People come to commiserate, celebrate, gossip, blow off steam,
Watch sports, play games, some dance and/or sing along to the
music.
Others just sit quietly, reading or glued to a phone.
Drinks and cigarettes ease the pain of the mundane
Hugs and "I love you’s" flow as most nights progress,
Meaningful or not I take comfort in every one.
My drinking pals; loyal, loving, forgiving
And usually lots of fun.
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