Sad bar
each night a collection of poems more & more tipsy
sensual female tongues at the board meeting here
& round able knights of the Four-Letter Words
emptied sonnets of glass
elegies of china with some leftovers
The night out is an unfinished poem
it still has a nice smell the long black hair of truth
along streets which are to be left streets to consider as former homes
A raw ditty is noticed here first when ceasing
Mikael Ejdemyr
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-bartender-s-good-night-part-1/
