Damn this barstool

Simple objective
Leave the house
Hampered by an afternoon nap
Lasting five hours

Going alone
Yet again
Must not let it stop me
Will not let it

Riding alone
Surrounded by cadres of compadres
Walking alone
Surrounded by couples

Sit at the bar
Next to Santa and Vixen
They are here
To pick a wedding band

Groups of singles
Clumped by gender
Start to prowl
In a personality-free zone

The banal mating ritual
Positions itself
Between me and the band
My reason for coming

The elves arrive
Friends circle up
Sit on a stool
Between two backs

Shots lined up
Heads thrown back
I might just leave
After my own second drink

Checked the mail today
Received a letter
From the last person I kissed
Five months ago

I’ve had one date since then
Bullshit emails and lying texts
A momentary flirt over chat
With someone who wants someone else

Going alone at 7
Is different than going alone at 11
2 drink 2 hours
I’ve fulfilled my obligation to myself

Oh they just started playing
I like big butts
Now a little Journey
I’ll linger a few moments longer

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