Mahogany Bar
Mahogany Bar
November swings Christmas lights
This temperate night,
As missed-mouth beer speckles
Bricktop and Doc Martens.
We table the center,
Where fountain splashes
Drown all but the eyes that watch us watch.
Tonight is drink,
Colorado Kool-Aid and vodka throwbacks
As we toast two-dozen bottles.
Tonight is gestures,
"A Stoli and phone number please,"
As Laura flashes me evil grins.
Tonight is friends,
Roundtable writers lost in moments
Outside the bar room bustle;
Our very own 'Cafe Terrace.'
Tonight is tomorrow,
With one more go around
To ensure we miss our eight o'clock exams.
We wouldn't have it any other way.
November swings Christmas lights
This temperate night,
As missed-mouth beer speckles
Bricktop and Doc Martens.
We table the center,
Where fountain splashes
Drown all but the eyes that watch us watch.
Tonight is drink,
Colorado Kool-Aid and vodka throwbacks
As we toast two-dozen bottles.
Tonight is gestures,
"A Stoli and phone number please,"
As Laura flashes me evil grins.
Tonight is friends,
Roundtable writers lost in moments
Outside the bar room bustle;
Our very own 'Cafe Terrace.'
Tonight is tomorrow,
With one more go around
To ensure we miss our eight o'clock exams.
We wouldn't have it any other way.