how many Mai Tais does it take for your buddy to forget you
as in, leave the bar without you
it was one year ago, Southern California
the blues club had turned me away for stupid reasons
maybe they were my stupid reasons, maybe they are all stupid reasons
but whatever they were, I couldn't remember 'em
& then after philosophical debates about nothing (aren't they all?)
some hotel, San Diego
with the noise of sidewalk saturday night drones in my bones
listing towards the morning
I dreamed amidst the soup of Future Days...
here they are & yes, we CAN!
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