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the cafe is open until one
the people smoke inside
because the building isn’t
zoned as a restaurant
so we all smoke
laugh
swat at flies
that have crept in
when someone opened the screen
yelling at something or other

I order a gin
and watch the waitresses
carry trays full of drinks
club sandwiches or something else

this drunk local named
Travis
tells me we have the same
family name
well it’s true
I just don’t know why I
introduced myself with my
last name

all of that

all of that

all of that is bullshit

I stay at home
and drink and smoke
after leaving the gym

I let a dog
crawl on my lap
and brush off my pants
when she jumps down

sometimes I play guitar and
have a plate of eggs beside me
or a bagel
or toast

I swear and swear and wear
sunglasses because of a hangover

at night
she’s beside me
in the morning
I taste stale spit

I can recognize a fever dream