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The Bar

 Poetry Challenge Day 50 (Tue 11/23/21)

Occasionally you need to hang out
in your local bar.

It’s distracting and noisy.
I’m surprised I can think.

The place is hopping,
Bruce is whaling on the juke.

I sit alone at the bar,
Just how I like it…

Writing this, what, poem?
Listening to the chatter.

I’m not above this,
More like below it really.

When I choose to leave,
No one will notice, or care.

Just how I like it today…