Forecast?

by beeseeker

Suit in the corner,
Tie loosened off some,
Folding his papers,
Turns around, announces:
“Looks like it’s
Going to rain.”
Sole-thin
Cowboy boots,
Balanced on the
Edge of a bar-stool
Looks into his
Amber glass.


“Ain’t likely
This time o’ year.”
Slow, drink-studied drawl.
Seen-better blonde,
Behind the counter,
Been wipin’ the same
Shot-glass for thirty minutes
Is thinking -but quietly –
“In my neighbourhood, boys,
It’s been raining for years.”

22/7/2013

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4 Comments to “Forecast?”

  1. wonderful picture of a depressed soul.

  2. This is fabulously brilliant!!!

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