The Disposables

We met there in the bar
most nights
the same drink
the same table
conversing over troubles
we leaned on each other 
in those long nights 

This night
I sit and wait
at the same table
with the same drink
you hadn’t arrived yet
and I linger for hours
wondering 

Nights like this pass
was it something I said
was there someone new
what was it keeping you

Then you arrive one night 
through the doors
stammering in
lingering around a new table
drinking with someone new
laughing at her jokes
she’s pawing at you

Reviewing the menu
I ponder if there’s a new drink for me 
is there another table with better lighting 
is there another arm to lean on...

drinkingfriendslost lovelost loversnew love

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Comments

Moon.girl

Sun 3rd May 2020 03:31

Audio track with background bar sounds....beautifully done Mika!! Commendable.

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kimberly

Sun 3rd May 2020 03:25

Audio track updated, although it cuts out early.

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kimberly

Tue 3rd Mar 2020 01:30

Thanks Don, it’s the only way.

Thanks, Jennifer. That’s a great summary! 😄

Thanks, Martin. I especially like the last two verses myself.

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Martin Elder

Mon 2nd Mar 2020 22:12

drinking with someone new
laughing at her jokes
she’s pawing at you

I love these lines in particular. great poem
Nice one

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jennifer Malden

Mon 2nd Mar 2020 15:57

Great poem. Gives the idea of a rather lonely person waiting for a friend to turn up, and then the let down when he arrives with new company. yet another disappointment in a sad life.

Jennifer

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Don Matthews

Mon 2nd Mar 2020 07:26

Nice one....

Reviewing the menu
I ponder if there’s a new drink for me
is there another table with better lighting
is there another arm to lean on...

The right way forward......

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