Why do I shake like a leaf?

[fakesunshine]

I wait outside Bahama Breeze,
You sit at a stalemate in a traffic disease,
And I'm shaking like a leaf
While I slobber slack-jawed
To an old friend from the Midwest
Who defeats my consciousness of the cold.

I sit inside Bahama Breeze,
Smoking section without a Camel
And wait and wait and realize
You're inebriated and fumbling through gears
and Red Lights to find your way here
To spend time and buy me dinner.

You walk inside Bahama Breeze,
Following you friend, the drag queen,
Who is different than I in many ways.
Your eyelids fight to stay alert
And you lean the bulk of your weight on me
So I am uncomfortable as I usually am.

I storm away from Bahama Breeze,
And I'm shaking like a leaf.
But the cold is of no concern.
You are pestilence and pride to me,
And nothing more,
So the chances I've given are frozen
In the neon that makes me scream.