12 Nov 00

 

 

The Place We Met

 

 

I come here

Just to sit

At the bar

You no longer go

Watching the men

Come in alone

And leave with those

The don't really know

And when approached

For such a turn

I put off

for you they are not

and it is your presence

I still hope for

But as usual

As I leave alone

All I have

Is the smoke

Laying heavy on my hair

And clothes

 

 

By

 

 

WOLFEN