wake up each morning
and convince yourself
you’re actually living
and not just running
out the clock
prepare the paperwork
for that bridge in
brooklyn you’re
going to buy
and think that if
you stare long
enough that leggy
blonde across the
room will understand
just how much you
love her
that faces aren’t just
the same at this bar
so are the stories
and old jokes
when did a thursday
feel like a tuesday
twenty-three years
ago