Glass Pieces by Alan Catlin

You work on this job
as long as I have and
you see stuff that can’t
be forgotten.  Like a
guy on the wrong side
of the business end of
a broken pint glass. Or
with half a pool cue
shoved so far into his
chest everyone was
afraid to remove it.
Amazing how quiet
a full bar can get after
something like that
happens. How pale that
guy got. Man.  I always
keep a glass pitcher
handy on busy nights,
you never know.
One time some asshole
with an agenda put his
hand on the bar, ready
to vault-you should
seen his face when he
looked down at his hand.
All those broken bones
and shit. Probably was
the last thing he saw before
the rest of that pitcher
put his lights out. Last
thing, that is, until he
woke up on the hospital
with the worst kind of
hangover possible and more
stitches than Frankenstein’s
monster. Yeah, I’ll never
forget that.  I got some
kind of reputation after that,
I’d  really made my mark.

Alan Catlin
Alan Catlin is the poetry editor of His latest books of poetry are American Odyssey from Future Cycle and Last Man Standing from Lummox Press

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