where do they come from…

where do they come from

each day
after work
as he sits
on
his
bar stool
he tells
himself
liquid lies
and
shares
aloud
with all
in earshot
the details
of his existence
how beer
has no effect
on him
though
he struggled
to return to his perch
after
a mandatory
biological respite
plumber
by trade
over
60 years
no retirement in sight
no
retirement funds
in sight
his political views
permeate the air
with
jovial comments
about
those he distrusts
until
his
usual dinner arrives
afterwards
he
departs
to complete
his definition
of
loneliness

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