It isn't all bad
Sometimes there are unseasonably cold nights
where the mariachi band packs up
and you can hear the last notes
tired gasps
serenading the rats
and then it's over
and you feel good
with your half-assed Bloody Mary
V-8, vodka and your roommate's Worcestershire
It isn't all bad
Sometimes the best nights are the coldest
and the best drinks are the worst
© 2009 Lee Kitzis
Monday, June 8, 2009
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