Another beer

This is the 3rd poem in the collection of my GPA 2007 poetry submission.

When I was younger I loved to drink. For the blue-collar slobs like us at that time, the poison of choice was beer. There's nothing like a few friends emptying beer bottles at a table. Cheers. :)


photo by clarita
image from morguefile.com



Another beer


the table top was a map
of battle sites or
was it the rings
of an old tree?
anyway
the empty bottles
were lined up
like stacks of
brown chimneys.
my friend stubbed
out his cigarette
on the said formica top
chain smoked another
and
tried to jab a slice
of century egg into
his mouth
all at the same time
and i was thinking i
had had enough
of this shit.
i was leaning back
on the chair
trying very hard
not to fall
when the beer girl
with the tight t-shirt
came over trying to
convince us
to buy another beer.

21.07.07
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