Poemdog

Dogs 2016

MOSTLY CLOUDY WITH A CERTAINTY OF DRUNK
(11/6/16)

I remember
that stare

from across
barroom
tables

from mirrors
around
the world

eyes
distorted
as if seen
through a dozen
bottles
of tequila

maybe
only half
that number
of the
anejo

I ask
if he's OK

he nods
his head

says
a delayed
yes

I shake
mine

say no

he shakes
back

an inebriated
puppet

conversation
an impossibility

I leave
him safely
on his
couch

hoping
that he passes
out soon

and like
a surgery patient
who has temporarily
awakened
from his anesthesia

he will
remember
nothing
of my visit

nothing
of the temporary
pain
realized

although
his required
recovery time
has been
extended

at least
another day

that hurt
just beginning